Let it Beat
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12-26-2020, 09:02 PM
Lyric lied down under one of the several trees Abaven could now call their, the new territory seemed quite promising for what he wanted. So many chances for learning more about herbs, more about healing, and perhaps he could obtain a den of his own. He could perhaps ask for some help on that, but for now, he was enjoying the place. Lola was who knew where, since he met the sifaka he had learned she was most of the time doing her own things unless he needed her in an important matter so for now, she would let her be. The morning was young and he just wished to contemplate the view, enjoying the silence that reigned. And it was so peaceful that he could close his eyes and feel sleepy even though he slept a bit better than other nights. He still had moments in which he cried at night when he felt dread in his chest, lonely and the blame didn't last in coming. Upon having his eyes closed he opened them again to now look into the skies, sunny but with some clouds passing by. "Speech" |
Lyric has a female Perrier's sifaka named Lola she is with him all the time unless specified otherwise.