Is that really you?
Res
11-28-2021, 12:02 AM
The sorrow in Sirius' voice brought Iolaire's paw out to gently pat his own. "If it's meant to be, it will be. All you can do is try if it's important to you." She didn't understand what could have transpired between the pair and she didn't ask. Iolaire wasn't a digger. Not anymore. If information was given, she would take it, but rarely did she ask questions of others anymore. They seemed... inconsequential in this state. Perhaps that was cold of her, but she'd taken to death a lot more quickly and more easily than most. She imagined they'd all get to this jaded state eventually. "Dying off of them, sure." She corrected with a little chuckle. "Funny how one still works up an appetite while being dead. No one knows how death works until you die. Who could have suspected that we'd be hungry?" She was thin and boney and her pelt no longer gleamed with the care that she used to take with it. So many things had changed in her life and death and her own hygiene was one of those things. The dirt of the road clung to her coat, making it dingy grey rather than the stark, obsidian of old. Did she care though? Not one whit. Inconsequential. Just like everything else. "Speech" |
Io has a dwarf caribou companion and a snow leopard companion. Assume they aren't with her unless stated otherwise.