hands on your knees

She didn’t think the situation could get any worse, until a voice rang out almost directly above her. And it was feminine- definitely not her brother. It was a bit of a relief, until it wasn’t. Cierzo frantically righted herself in shock; peering up at the giant.. Woman? No, it was a young girl! Cie cleared her throat, the thickness of her crying making it quite the endeavor. “I am so s-sorry! I ruined your sleep…” Pitifully, Cie lowered her gaze to accept a scolding- only something else caught her eye. Her eyes focused past her blurred vision to see just how horrible she looked; her limbs entirely coated in swamp. Mud and mire caked onto her delicate figure, and all of Mistral’s hard work to keep her clean in the swamp- gone to waste.

A new onslaught of tears began to fall onto her muddy paws, a visible droop in her posture as well. She was so muddled of mind that she hardly registered it could be dangerous here alone, naively letting her guard down whilst crying at the door of a stranger.

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