Today, 4:45 AM
Ko-Ga hopped into the limbs of a basswood tree, head tilting.
Preening a ratty wing, the crow was uncharacteristically quiet for a while. Birds knew lots of things. But he didn’t know why Nate-Dog brought her up now. Nate-Dog had not spoken of her except in nightmares since waking.
ELeanore.His throat pulsed around the unpracticed word and he narrowed his eyes,
Eleanore.A bit better.
Preening a ratty wing, the crow was uncharacteristically quiet for a while. Birds knew lots of things. But he didn’t know why Nate-Dog brought her up now. Nate-Dog had not spoken of her except in nightmares since waking.
Why ask?
Join Walosi Tribe!
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.
Nate is a constant companion and will usually be close enough to appear in Ko-Ga's threads!
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.
Nate is a constant companion and will usually be close enough to appear in Ko-Ga's threads!
