// think of the sun that shaped them //
As promised, once word had reached Lena, the Caretaker arranged duties to be completed at a later time, and began her walk over, Mittens in tow. The excitement and enthusiasm for Zavien’s completed quest was a palatable, tangible thing, and leagues above wallowing; so upon her arrival, with a nod of her head towards Talyson, her eyes flickered about.
Landing precisely upon the new hat.
Delighted, her smile was an eager, whimsical thing, jovial, and rapturous. “Congratulations!” Mittens, for its part, didn’t even bother with either dragon, and instead stared incredulously at Talyson – likely deciding means of torment.
But the Caretaker rallied within her Attuned bond instead of delving into the snowball’s mischief, offering another sentiment to the fledgling. Hello.
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Lena and Mittens arrive!
Landing precisely upon the new hat.
Delighted, her smile was an eager, whimsical thing, jovial, and rapturous. “Congratulations!” Mittens, for its part, didn’t even bother with either dragon, and instead stared incredulously at Talyson – likely deciding means of torment.
But the Caretaker rallied within her Attuned bond instead of delving into the snowball’s mischief, offering another sentiment to the fledgling. Hello.
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Lena and Mittens arrive!
Lena
// the speck of truth that's ours //
