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laeta
12-11-2021, 01:46 PM
Laeta had drifted off into a sleep of broken dreams and fragmented memories. Though, compared to her near-death experience with the ooze, her inconsistent sleep schedule now was much more preferable to the incoherent comas she’d endured. She had mended from the ailment, and it was still a relief to wake up each morning without the slime slicking her face, making it constantly wet and gunky. Her pelt was no longer marred and cow-licked with the ooze and festering abcesses, instead it had returned to a soft, healthy glow. The monochromatic pattern on her pelt was striking as ever, even if it did look like a furry quilt draped over a skeleton. Some aspects of her had healed, but the paralysis continued. As such, she looked more emaciated by the day as her once fit muscles atrophied. Still, she could run and jump and walk around in her dreams, and as such, the naps she took during the day and the slumber at night were activities she looked forward to. She’d drifted off until her badger, Mel, addressed a presence that had c;eared his throat in the doorway. She flicked an ear, still close to the clutches of sleep, when the badger had exclaimed, "Ah, sir Sota! W-Would you like to come in?" Mel then looked back at her, imemdiately flushed. "Oh dear, lady Laeta, apologies, I did not know you were resting!" Laeta opened her eyes and smiled at her companion reassuringly. "It’s alright, Mel, I was just resting my eyes for a bit." From her position, her chin resting on a pile of pillows so as to be able to see the ocean view from her window, she was able to look at Sota and greet him. "Sota! How nice to see you. Would you like to come in?" |
comin' up for air in the deepest of the deep ends
i thought i learned it all, but boom, the plot thickens
laeta has a european badger companion named melis. he can speak and is assumed to be with her at all times.