// think of the sun that shaped them //
While Lena could often be described as a ‘workaholic’, she also didn’t mind a simple break, to either grant tours, look in on other animals on her rotation, or wax poetical on the Celestine. “Likewise – how is King’s End?” She hadn’t made her way back in sometime – but with all the needs surrounding the area, it hadn’t been on the top of her priority list.
Granting her a wider grin, she nodded in compliance, more than eager to do so. “Of course.” Ignoring the way her hair stuck primly to the top of her face, or the soil plastered to portions of the apron worn over her dress, she made a sweeping and brief overture of the area around them. “I can take you by the enclosures, all masterfully crafted by Frey for any animals’ needs and environment, the gardens, and the office.” The last one might not be as fun, but it was where she kept necessary supplies – which she thought the rancher would be thoroughly familiar with and find intriguing, given her own lot in life. “Where do you want to start?”
Granting her a wider grin, she nodded in compliance, more than eager to do so. “Of course.” Ignoring the way her hair stuck primly to the top of her face, or the soil plastered to portions of the apron worn over her dress, she made a sweeping and brief overture of the area around them. “I can take you by the enclosures, all masterfully crafted by Frey for any animals’ needs and environment, the gardens, and the office.” The last one might not be as fun, but it was where she kept necessary supplies – which she thought the rancher would be thoroughly familiar with and find intriguing, given her own lot in life. “Where do you want to start?”
Lena
// the speck of truth that's ours //
