// hope, is wonderfully messy //
Lena had a mission associated with unicorns in mind too – and without any currently in the Celestine, she set adrift across lands and regions on wings, basket in talons, and Mittens at her side. Even with her silver and rosy, pink depiction, she didn’t consider herself too noticeable or distinct, and so they set out without too much worry, concern, or trepidation; if she was fortunate enough, she’d be able to spot a herd from on high, and go from there.
As luck would have it, she could see a small band behind a gentle, rolling knoll, and so once she was in closer proximity, she opted to land near a landmark – a large well – before realizing someone else already occupied it, and it was a particular legendary apparatus too. Had she not been on an errand, she'd be doing much the same.
Shifting immediately, and not wanting to scare the other woman, especially when she seemed to be concentrating on the stone fixture, she gave a small and brief utterance. “Hello there!” Hitching her basket higher along her shoulder and already trying to tether Mittens to her grasp, because the snowball was going to screech any moment, the Caretaker offered a smile too. “Sorry to bother you – this happened to be a safe area to land.” Without bothering the herd anyway.
As luck would have it, she could see a small band behind a gentle, rolling knoll, and so once she was in closer proximity, she opted to land near a landmark – a large well – before realizing someone else already occupied it, and it was a particular legendary apparatus too. Had she not been on an errand, she'd be doing much the same.
Shifting immediately, and not wanting to scare the other woman, especially when she seemed to be concentrating on the stone fixture, she gave a small and brief utterance. “Hello there!” Hitching her basket higher along her shoulder and already trying to tether Mittens to her grasp, because the snowball was going to screech any moment, the Caretaker offered a smile too. “Sorry to bother you – this happened to be a safe area to land.” Without bothering the herd anyway.
Lena
// we must weather the potential of happiness //
