// think of the sun that shaped them //
“Be careful if you have any gold on you,” she advised in a light whisper – and then began to snag at one close by, gently easing ointment in between webbed feet and toes. As for the dragons, she hummed lightly, diligent and calm as the glotter tried to squirrel away from her the moment the antibacterial medication began to glide on its limbs. “Then avoid the Draig as much as you can,” which was in good jest; she didn’t know many who wanted to go there in the first place. “Sometimes the Climb and Halo have the black and white versions too.” Rarities, but still, could be an occurrence nonetheless.
From one glotter to another, Lena continued moving and maneuvering around their wriggling graces. Some avoided her altogether as soon as she was done with them, though each were given a treat once their turn had been finalized. Listening all the while to Colt’s own work, the Caretaker could surmise that they had similar outlooks – busy constantly, with multitudes to do at any given circumstances or turn of the day. “Sounds like you have your hands full all the time too,” and she smiled; figuring neither of them really, truly minded.
From one glotter to another, Lena continued moving and maneuvering around their wriggling graces. Some avoided her altogether as soon as she was done with them, though each were given a treat once their turn had been finalized. Listening all the while to Colt’s own work, the Caretaker could surmise that they had similar outlooks – busy constantly, with multitudes to do at any given circumstances or turn of the day. “Sounds like you have your hands full all the time too,” and she smiled; figuring neither of them really, truly minded.
Lena
// the speck of truth that's ours //
