Yesterday, 5:45 AM
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The Strand! Liss turned her attention to the southwest horizon, as if the answer to every question was there waiting to embrace her. The impulse to run after it, immediately, was all but all consuming.
She nodded, lips pursed under furrowed brow.
Shaking it off, she shrugged back into a smile,
She bounced forward again to give Alder a kiss on the cheek.
You sound like my sister.Liss giggled, throwing a playful pout at Alder.
I guess they might be kinda strange if you never met a Havirian before! They usually don't talk to heathens, and it makes their manners a little, er—She lifted a paw and waves it side to side, grimacing.
One time! A loner invaded my Grandpa's territory — he was an Ade, too, Adesaurugol! Well, the loner attacked one of his people so he killed them and then tore their body into pieces to leave legs and stuff scattered on the borderline, as a warning to tell other Outsiders to keep out.
She nodded, lips pursed under furrowed brow.
Shaking it off, she shrugged back into a smile,
But they wouldn't do that to me! 'Cause I'm family, and I know about the gods! It was nice of you to look out for me, though! I'll have to go see if I can track him down! But oh, just knowing he's out there! It means I can go home!
She bounced forward again to give Alder a kiss on the cheek.
Thank you!
3-3-3 || IC ≠ OOC || Fiction ≠ Reality
I welcome organic IC interactions and any twists, conflict, or drama that comes out of it!
My characters are unreliable narrators.
I welcome organic IC interactions and any twists, conflict, or drama that comes out of it!
My characters are unreliable narrators.
