Lena
let me wander
with the ones
with the ones
Between all the other fumblings and chaos, Lena wished for calm – brief, interlocking missions suitable for quick, swift moments – before she had to make her way back to Stormbreak and strive to outlast the next formidable onslaught.
Mittens opted out for this trip – the proximity to the old volcano was alarming enough – so the Caretaker had placed her basket nearby, before shifting into her arctic fox form. It’d be far easier to accomplish her task of snagging at the fertile loam with paws made for digging, rather than shoving her hands into the soil. The loam would be wondrous for the Dragoons’ gardens – and something else to occupy her thoughts, rather than sedition and trepidations.
So she tackled it immediately, letting the silt glide amidst claws in a flurry of movements and motion, already beginning a nice pile.
Mittens opted out for this trip – the proximity to the old volcano was alarming enough – so the Caretaker had placed her basket nearby, before shifting into her arctic fox form. It’d be far easier to accomplish her task of snagging at the fertile loam with paws made for digging, rather than shoving her hands into the soil. The loam would be wondrous for the Dragoons’ gardens – and something else to occupy her thoughts, rather than sedition and trepidations.
So she tackled it immediately, letting the silt glide amidst claws in a flurry of movements and motion, already beginning a nice pile.
who are tangled in stars
and tethered to promise
and tethered to promise
