Whoop-dee-do
To: Koala; Subject: Make words
05-03-2020, 10:44 AM
Aggie settled in. Listening to the young fae's words brought several thoughts to mind. The first was that she was much more serious that Aggie might expect of a youngling. Formal, well-mannered, respectful. None of these were bad traits to have in her eyes, but it certainly cast this encounter in a different light. The next was the weight of young Pestilence's words. Mention of the spirits made the older shewolf stiffen, her mind beginning to churn through thoughts much faster. The idea of anyone, no matter how poorly educated, rejecting the love and provisions of the spirits which sustained the world was certainly enough to rankle her. How could anyone be so foolish? But still, Aggie was wise enough to know that of course not everyone viewed the world through similar eyes. Deeds howled, while thoughts whispered. "I see. Your aunt sounds like a wise woman. It is important that we give reverence where reverence is due." It was a neutral answer, give to buy herself more time to think. Aggie settled in, tucking in her limbs and tail so as to be a bit more comfortable while she pondered. All traces of her typically jovial nature were washed away by the matter at hand, if it truly was what this young female presented it to be. This wasn't at all how she imagined her day going, but the push and pull of fate didn't care much for schedule. A thousand questioned swirled in the air around her, and it was hard to pick just one to voice into the world. If anything, she supposed she needed more information. "This blasphemy you speak of. I'm only recently returned to these lands, so I don't know much of its going-ons. What exactly has been taking place?" She wondered what it could be that had disturbed this youngling so much as to seek out someone versed in these matters. For all that she could see, the lands were as healthy as they could be following the actions of an unruly volcano. Wounded, but healing. She hadn't come across any battlefields strewn with bodies, no waters poisoned by any toxins other than ash, no ravaged landscapes beyond those that could be easily explained by the eruption. It was a puzzle, and for all that they tended to get her into trouble, Aggie did love herself a good puzzle. "Talk" "Listen" Think |
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