Where Shall We Go Next?

Anemone's were acknowledged with a simply giggle. Oma knew she was only looking out for her best interest. But, the blind woman held nothing but trust in the world itself. Not easily had it been gained, though. She'd taken time to learn that thought as beautiful as life was. It could also be so utterly cruel in its punishments. "I do take heed of everything. Little do you know, Ane. Anywho..." Her attention shifted away from the black fox momentarily. The one whom approached now asking if they knew anything about leaving this place. Oddly, Omaira saw nothing wrong the tall grass. How it tickled her nose as she sat amongst their swaying lengths. A perfect hiding place to anyone who didn't wish to be bothered.

"I do apologize. However, we do not. We're mainly just traveling. If you wish to join us. Ow!" She felt the nip of Ane's teeth. A look of disapproval frowning over the fox's face. Why did Oma have to be so trusting? Or, perhaps she was just easily naive. Either way, Anemone did not wish to the purple woman to join them. No matter if they were nice or not. It was a sense of overwhelming protectiveness she felt over Oma and her... condition. Despite being able to see colors through the blurriness of her vision. It did not mean she would be able to see if an oncoming attack was to be made. "How did you end up lost anyway? I'm sure you know these lands better than the two of us. Use your nose and find..."

Omaira placed a paw over Ane's face. Cutting off any further remarks she knew would cause a dispute to which she did not want to start. "Do not mind her. She's not herself when woken abruptly. I don't mind helping as much as I can. I can't really see."



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