tiny dancer
lyra
04-11-2020, 05:03 PM
Altair After the ordeal with her capture and getting patched up, the femme thought now would be a good opportunity to go and explore the lands she had not visited in a while. The sky was a variety of colors as the stars would soon grace the world with their presence once the sun dissipated for the night. The night sky was always something that reminded her of her old home and family. Though Acere was her adoptive father, the young wolf could not help but think about her old family. Did they take their place among the stars now? Watching over her in the heavens that were outside this world? The thought made her feel a bit at ease, knowing the chance that they were still there somehow. At least, that was what the yearling wanted to assume. The sound of nightlife reverberated in the fae’s ears, causing them to flick with interest, catching every tiny little sound they could. She didn’t want to be startled like before, so she kept her thoughts in check for now as she ventured towards the body of water. However, it would seem that someone had already beaten her to it. Her heart raced a fraction, even though they seemed to be around the same age despite their height differences. Altair mustered up the courage to move forward, sitting a good distance away from the stranger so as to not disturb them. However, their oat seemed to represent that of the night sky...it was truly magnificent though she would keep her comments to herself. She sat her bodice down upon the ground, tail curling around it as she watched the sky change colors and waiting patiently for the constellations that reminded her so much of home. Altair did want to strike up a conversation, but the thought of being a bother continued to dwell within her mind. So, as of that moment; she kept everything to herself until the stranger said something. |