Fate leads us in unexpected directions

Lotus has been the one constant thing in the young Terra’s life. Since she met him, during the flash flood, the boy and girl have scarcely left each other’s side. The fall had been scary, the pain almost unbearable but, when she would wake up in a daze of pain and drugs, Lotus was always there. When she struggles to sit up and fails, the blue boy gently lays his head over her back in a protective, yet comforting gesture. He speaks and she gives a small nod, offering a thankful smile as Manea approaches.

It is a kind gesture and one that Terra is extremely grateful for. Having busted ribs hurts and she tries not to expand her diaphragm any more than necessary. Her head rests on the ground but her emerald gaze is glued to the Matriarch, ears perked to catch her words. A smile tugs up the corners of her lips and at the talk of plans, a sad, yet, hopeful look appears in her eyes as she softly says, “We, uh, don’t have anywhere to go.”

Ears slick back a moment as she thinks about the cave she grew up in and knows she will never go back to that. Luckily, the pair had been talking about their future and what they want to do… together. But talking hurts so Terra allows Lotus to relay what they had discussed to Manea and hopes that the purple Matriarch will be willing to receive them.


"Terra Qilaq"