Lena
Seemingly unbothered with Mittens’ screeching, as it happened on such a regular basis, the Caretaker simply stepped forward, gazing into the shadow. Moments later, her Attuned adaptations shifted her eyes into something piercing for shades of darkness, cat-like, as she peered into the swallowing depths around them.
Rationale and calm, she placed a gentle hand on his arm, willing him to put the dagger down. She understood the reasoning for the violence and protection, but it might not have been a necessary thing for the moment. “Void vipers, I believe,” as she watched them crawl amidst the trees in the Stygian abyss. “If we leave them alone, they will probably do the same to us.” At that note, she arched her brow at the younger Dragoon, before beginning to back away, snagging at Mittens with her. “Come on. I know of a good spot by the Mathair further up.”
Rationale and calm, she placed a gentle hand on his arm, willing him to put the dagger down. She understood the reasoning for the violence and protection, but it might not have been a necessary thing for the moment. “Void vipers, I believe,” as she watched them crawl amidst the trees in the Stygian abyss. “If we leave them alone, they will probably do the same to us.” At that note, she arched her brow at the younger Dragoon, before beginning to back away, snagging at Mittens with her. “Come on. I know of a good spot by the Mathair further up.”
sunlight on mist; summer lightning
your choices outweigh your substance
your choices outweigh your substance
