beautiful creatures

*Motif* · 07-09-2020, 06:47 PM

“Oh, i’ve never heard of the ancient bonding ritual, it sounds very exciting, were you nervous, when you did yours?” it was obvious the girl had gone through it, if she only knew of companions gained from them. She had her own Carly as proof of the trial or adventure involved.

With Winter on her shoulder, the girl’s posture eased even further. She stood a little straighter, and the base of her tail shifted slightly in the indication of the enjoyment she felt for the conversation. It made her feel almost normal again. Nothing to be afraid of. Winter would get help if trouble arose, and Poem would come for her. Poem always came for her.

Winter nodded her head in response to the girl’s polite words, but she seldom spoke. She had her own wounds, left behind from the death of the wolf-of-her-heart. “I’m sorry, you said you were new here - I’m from Abaven, That lies just a few lands to the East. The only territory in the North is Winterfell. What brought you to Borias? - that’s the name of the continent.”

"Motif"

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