Dead get vacations?
Siren
11-20-2021, 07:00 PM
The golden-hued ghost meandered along wondering what would happen should he run into another wolf. It didn’t take too long before his question was answered as he paused near a tiny pale colored wolf. Naiche looked at her quietly for a moment, ears up as he tried to recall. There weren’t exactly many wolves out there as small as her and indeed she was an adult. “Siren?” The wolf gave the name slowly, testing her reaction. It was the only wolf he recalled who had also seemed absurdly small. The simple question of name was followed up with two more, “Where are we precisely and do you know how I got here?” There was a pile of questions he could ask, certainly more things he wanted to know. If Siren didn’t know how he came to be here though then the rest were probably pointless. It would be polite to ask how she was doing but Naiche had other matters on his mind than chitchat politely. Everything was strange in the world right now which had him really questioning how much time had passed since he died. Assuming this was Siren then it wouldn’t be a crazy number of years. Surely it had to be a while for all the strange qualities that had come upon the land. "Naiche"
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