Lena
When they were all in agreement, the Caretaker smiled, grateful and obliged. “Thank you.” Hopefully it would be able to put her mind at ease about anyone rummaging their way below the depths she cherished – but as they approached, she ensured her partial shift was still intact, cat eyes maintaining secure sight in the bleak darkness.
The bridge certainly left her wanting more – stability, as it were – but she pressed on, light and airy steps across. If worst came to worst, she could always fly across. It was the others she worried about.
Koa’s other statement made her head jerk upwards instead of surveying the wood under her feet though. It took her more than a few moments to indicate the meaning, parsing through segments until she realized it was a very broad code – and then her heart beat wildly; perhaps gratified and glad their common friend was safe and secure. “Oh. Our friend who was dragged to that vacation? I was so sure they didn’t want to go.” Just as a confirmation – because to hear Sohalia was still alive was a blessing she hadn’t thought would ever be coming through. Her voice remained as calm and composed as she could tether, hands restless once more as her fingers tied knots amidst one another. “I’m glad to hear he’s well. Did he want visitors?”
The bridge certainly left her wanting more – stability, as it were – but she pressed on, light and airy steps across. If worst came to worst, she could always fly across. It was the others she worried about.
Koa’s other statement made her head jerk upwards instead of surveying the wood under her feet though. It took her more than a few moments to indicate the meaning, parsing through segments until she realized it was a very broad code – and then her heart beat wildly; perhaps gratified and glad their common friend was safe and secure. “Oh. Our friend who was dragged to that vacation? I was so sure they didn’t want to go.” Just as a confirmation – because to hear Sohalia was still alive was a blessing she hadn’t thought would ever be coming through. Her voice remained as calm and composed as she could tether, hands restless once more as her fingers tied knots amidst one another. “I’m glad to hear he’s well. Did he want visitors?”
sunlight on mist; summer lightning
your choices outweigh your substance
your choices outweigh your substance
