In the middle of the night, when I'm in this dream
It's like a million little stars spelling out your name
It's like a million little stars spelling out your name
Raelyn was wet, and not in the fun way.
Ever since the sun had risen - ha - after LongNight, Raelyn had been soaked to the bone. A farm didn't stop running when it rained, and she still had chores to complete and errands to run. At first, she'd tried to do as much as she could in her wolf form, but after a while, the water seeped through even her thick fur, and she'd given up, resigning herself to a damp Flowerbirth, given that the rains didn't seem to be letting up any time soon.
Today she had errands to run, and despite the oilskin cloak pulled about her shoulders, she had still managed to get a face full of water from an errant gust of wind. She could feel the icy tendrils of the early Flowerbirth rain creeping down the back of her neck, and she hated it. Gods, what she wouldn't give to have just one day where she could stay curled up by the fire with a good book... But that wasn't to be, and Rae traipsed on through the rain with a dramatic sigh. At least the dogs could stay warm; she'd left them at the farm, and they'd huddled up under the porch eaves as though they would melt from the rain.
So wrapped up in her misery was she that she didn't realize she was walking into someone else's path until she literally walked into them. "Hey -" she started, stumbling off the path and into a deep puddle that left her feet soaked. "Fuck!" she hissed. Then she looked up. "Hey, I remember you!" was out of her mouth before she could think, and she wrinkled her nose up at the tall stranger from the spar. "Why are you out in this mess?"
Ever since the sun had risen - ha - after LongNight, Raelyn had been soaked to the bone. A farm didn't stop running when it rained, and she still had chores to complete and errands to run. At first, she'd tried to do as much as she could in her wolf form, but after a while, the water seeped through even her thick fur, and she'd given up, resigning herself to a damp Flowerbirth, given that the rains didn't seem to be letting up any time soon.
Today she had errands to run, and despite the oilskin cloak pulled about her shoulders, she had still managed to get a face full of water from an errant gust of wind. She could feel the icy tendrils of the early Flowerbirth rain creeping down the back of her neck, and she hated it. Gods, what she wouldn't give to have just one day where she could stay curled up by the fire with a good book... But that wasn't to be, and Rae traipsed on through the rain with a dramatic sigh. At least the dogs could stay warm; she'd left them at the farm, and they'd huddled up under the porch eaves as though they would melt from the rain.
So wrapped up in her misery was she that she didn't realize she was walking into someone else's path until she literally walked into them. "Hey -" she started, stumbling off the path and into a deep puddle that left her feet soaked. "Fuck!" she hissed. Then she looked up. "Hey, I remember you!" was out of her mouth before she could think, and she wrinkled her nose up at the tall stranger from the spar. "Why are you out in this mess?"
You gotta come on, come on, say that we'll be together
Come on, come on, little taste of heaven
Come on, come on, little taste of heaven
Raelyn
