// hope, is wonderfully messy //
Leaving Elizabeth to dwell on endless deity possibilities and Celestine parameters, Lena nodded, finishing off the remnants of her sketch as the herd meandered slowly along. Some of the foals had lost their zealous energy and simply frolicked closer to the mares, beginning to amble alongside to venture towards other grazing areas. The Caretaker gave Elizabeth a quick little smile, but assured it wasn’t necessary. “They come automatically to the Celestine, so you won’t have to worry too much. Unless it’s someone’s companion,” and then they should rush the poor creature to any capable healer.
With the herd moving onward, Lena took it as a signal that she should probably be doing the same. “I should head back now, but thank you so much for your company. Let me know if you ever want to stop by.” Mittens grumbled lowly, and the Caretaker shifted her items back into her bag, giving a fond wave before shifting back into her bird form, and hastening towards Stormbreak once more.
[FIN]
With the herd moving onward, Lena took it as a signal that she should probably be doing the same. “I should head back now, but thank you so much for your company. Let me know if you ever want to stop by.” Mittens grumbled lowly, and the Caretaker shifted her items back into her bag, giving a fond wave before shifting back into her bird form, and hastening towards Stormbreak once more.
[FIN]
Lena
// we must weather the potential of happiness //
