Words Come Flowing Out

*Resin* · 07-11-2020, 07:35 PM

"Do I ever just sit at home?"

Resin had been out and about all day, as usual. Her shoulder and leg gave her trouble daily now, but she powered on through the pain. She did take little breaks here and there, but she still got the job done. As of late, she'd pushed off a lot of her patrolling on Dunkan. Magnus helped out as well. She'd taken a shine to the man. Now that he was incapacitated in the halls of the Ashen wolves, Resin was back to picking up the slack. Not that she could blame him. She was proof that a bear attack was no laughing matter.

With her half of the rounds done, Resin made her way back to her spacious den for a rest. She was a little surprised to see Meadow hesitating outside of the den, calling for her. Prone to flights of fancy, Meadow came and went as she always had. The only worry was that something large would eat her and she would simply cease to return. It was a relief to see that, this time, she had returned.

Resin moved past Meadow and into the den, having already been out in the beating sun for too long. Though it was now spring, the sunlight soaked into the big woman's obsidian mane, making her overheat quickly. The cool shade in the den was a nice relief. Pouring out a dish of water from a skin hanging on the wall, the one-eyed fae laid down upon a pile of furs in the main chamber. She lapped at the water, waiting for Meadow to come inside and share where she'd been and what she'd found.

"Speech"

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