i'm restless for whatever comes next
for Laeta
04-07-2022, 10:45 PM
Upon mention of the flowers being quite gorgeous, Lae agreed with a nod, craning her neck to sniff one of the taller stalks of lush flowers. A particular set of white-dotted wildflowers, tall yet elegant, had caught her eye, along with some lavender-type flora sprouting among it. Her gratitude and zest for life shone clearly in her ruby eyes and required no words. The mere fact that she was able to turn her head and see flowers eye to eye, as well as pick them, was something she’d never lose sight of. Her gratitude for the little tasks would appear over the top for some, but understandable for anyone who’d witnessed her plight seasons ago. She was recovering, not so much in bounds as little steps..but she was getting there. The monochromatic woman took up his offer to join him in collecting some flowers, beaming as she replied, "If you’ll have us, we’d be more than happy to help." With that, she set her eye on those taller flowers, gently reaching one forepaw forward and clasping her digits around the root, mustering her strength to pluck it. It worked, and with some pride in her efforts, she lowered her head towards Mel and kindly whispered if he could help collect the lower flowers - those she couldn’t reach well with her aching joints. He nodded, his burly grey form stooping down to find a few decoration-worthy flora. Lae turned her attention to Sota yet again, realizing she hadn’t caught up with him in a while. Among other things, how was he faring with the changing of seasons? She recalled Deion, their physician, had left the Hallows, had he not? Sota seemed to know the healer decently, though Lae mainly was forever grateful to the nebula brute for sorting out her arthritis. "How have you been, Sota? Doing alright?" She asked simply, though her tone was kind and casual. She didn’t mean for anything to sound too serious. The man could tell her whatever he’d liked. Any words would do, though the woman didn’t mind if she collected flowers in soft silence, either. ”Speech” ’Thought’ |
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.