Are you a raisin? Cause you’re raising my hopes for a kiss right about now.
Gil
Modesty
Storm Herald
Master Navigator (306)
Master Intellectual (260)
Fleet-footed
Professor
5 Years
Female
62
NachoMumma
It felt like an age since she had felt this sand between her toes. The playground of her childhood stood abandoned and in disrepair and she didn't anticipate the sigh that fell from her lips. The shrine still smelled of Pontifex, and she would have to wander over that way soon, but for now, she just wanted to mosey around, to see what was left behind.
Sure she'd realised some time ago that Ashen had moved. She couldn't figure out where to, but she wasn't really in the mood for long trips away from home either. The white birds cooed overhead as her eyes turned towards the jungle that was Inu island, and the black rock that signified the other, more difficult to reach island. She'd never made it that far away from the shrine. Her tail gave a thoughtful flick, it was warm enough. Maybe it was worth the swim just to sate her childhood curiousity?
“Speech.”