Guileless Son, I'll shape your belief
And you'll always know that your father's a thief
And you'll always know that your father's a thief
Peering back past her red hair towards Amhran, Catalina offered a faint smile. “I’ll do my best to not trip you up,” she promised, her voice warm despite the chilly surroundings.
As they carefully made their way onto the ice, Elizabeth began sifting through the snow to clear the path. Catalina watched intently as the powdery ice crystals slid away effortlessly, revealing the slippery surface beneath. Her gaze shifted from the infant, which was still precariously balanced, to the snow-covered terrain ahead.
“I’ll keep a close eye on the infant,” Cat volunteered, her eyes burning with determination and focus. She watched the makeshift child with an intensity that seemed almost tangible, her concern for its safety evident in the way she scrutinized every movement.
Cat moves forward in tandem with the group. Keeping her eye for any movements from the 'infant'.
As they carefully made their way onto the ice, Elizabeth began sifting through the snow to clear the path. Catalina watched intently as the powdery ice crystals slid away effortlessly, revealing the slippery surface beneath. Her gaze shifted from the infant, which was still precariously balanced, to the snow-covered terrain ahead.
“I’ll keep a close eye on the infant,” Cat volunteered, her eyes burning with determination and focus. She watched the makeshift child with an intensity that seemed almost tangible, her concern for its safety evident in the way she scrutinized every movement.
Cat moves forward in tandem with the group. Keeping her eye for any movements from the 'infant'.
Catalina
And you won't understand the cause of your grief
But you'll always follow the voices beneath
But you'll always follow the voices beneath
