in the Market for a friend

She knew he was there when the familiar tones of his voice were calling out for her. Was it strange just how familiar he was starting to sound to her? She grinned, already moving her head in the sound of his voice. Sadly, she wouldn’t be able to get a glimpse of his familiar form just yet. It was too bright to remove her blindfold. She almost jumped when his nose suddenly booped her head. She let out a soft giggle and dipped her voice. “Is anyone watching us?” She whispered. She didn’t want even a hint of a Kissing Companion getting back to her dad. He might start to realise she was up to mischief when she sought out a chance to go to the Hallows.

Whatever his answer, she gave him a quick, answering boop, and then got to her paws. Lioness in front of her, she started to lead them into the market. The big cavern entrance was well lit - not that she could see that - and filled with scent and sounds. From food, to the cool tang of metal. Once they were past the threshold, she lifted her bandana only a fraction above her eyes. Giving her a glimpse, without fully exposing her fragile vision. Her back she kept firmly to the cave entrance. This den was better lit then the others, so she had to be more careful.


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