Tagged: Angst, Hurt/Comfort

Maki hadn't realised she had company. Her ears perked as she jolted a little, like she'd gotten a static electric shock, and perked her ears as she peered down at the newcomer. Well, maybe not that, from a wiggle of her nose she could tell she was from the Armada. That this was her neck of the woods, that the Gazers were just lucky to know and love so many good people. Her question made Maki jitter again once more, remembering her previous line of thought, oh the tragedy, the heartache!!

She nodded so enthusiastically it felt like her eyes rattled around in her head a little, two mismatched marbles with not much going on behind them. Like Father, like daughter.

"Mmm! See see, Maggie just fell to her death from this bridge." She stomped a little, only to realise she was supposed to be on a bridge then spread her gait a little, so that the bridge wouldn't wobble under paw. "At the bottom there's pointy rocks and bones from where other heroes fell too. It's very dangerous down there. You should come up, it's safe here. A little, just watch out for a strong gust of wind!"