A Place That I Call Home

*Gypsy* · 05-17-2021, 05:58 PM

Gypsy already knew that she'd made a mess, pissing into the wind, so to speak. There was no time to find a more suitable place. The small woman's head ducked and her ears flicked against her crown as Duchess spoke, offering to take her to wash up. She gave a small nod after a moment and started off beside the larger fae.

The water was brisk, nothing like the bath that she'd taken, but it was welcome. The pale and purple lady seated herself in the water for a moment after Duchess had helped to wash her up. She simply enjoyed the feel of the running water pulling through her fur. Beneath the water, her tiny tail may very well have given a swish or two.

Back on the bank, Duchess spoke again, offering to be there if Gypsy called. She may not have been able to see it, but she could hear the smile in the other woman's voice. It prompted Gypsy to find her own. The young woman's naturally soft tones closed the distance between them. "I'm just... not used to asking for anything." Again, her ears slanted backwards. "Asking for things, or even speaking out of turn..." A shudder ran through her slender frame. She couldn't finish her sentence, the the dark look that clouded her features should have spoken volumes. Asking for things and speaking out of turn... it had resulted in pain.

"Gypsy"

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A Place That I Call Home

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