regrets collect like old friends
08-25-2014, 12:24 PM
It was indeed a beautiful day. The sun was out and shining; the clouds were white and fluffy. There was even a slight breeze to ruffle her fur and cool her off. It was surprisingly nice, since most days of this summer so far were constantly rainy. She enjoyed a break from consistently sopping wet fur. The female trotted out onto the Serpent Plains, enjoying the feel of soft vegetation brushing against her. It cooled her further, making the heat bearable. The cloying d scent of snake clung to her nostrils, but that too was bearable. By now she was used to it, and her thoughts were also s not preoccupied. By Xae, the Vor. She had seen the healer not long before; she parted from him with mixed feelings. On one paw, confusion. And the other? She was pleased, happy, with a smile on her face. It was truly conflicting; she didn't know how to react. It didn't help Bass was still injured, making her worried and stressed. Her paws continued to carry her forward, even while she was lost in thought. And she remained lost in thought until a familiar and unwelcome scent intruded. And that scent belonged to Wren. Joy. When she glanced around, the she-wolf was already in view, perched primly on a rock emerging from the tall grasses. Mira growled silently to herself. She couldn't leave, not now. Not when Wren has most likely seen her. She had no choice to be polite and approach. Forcing her paws forward and making herself wear a cheerful but neutral expression, she did just that. Her tail washed slightly as she nodded to Wren. "Hope you don't mind the rat returning, little bird," the Bjundi said lightly, ears pricked and tail even with her spine. She wasn't threatening, but her dominance was clear. A smile played on the edges of her Kaw. ?speech? |
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