Iskra
Iskra tracks the coasting descent of the Firecracker long before he rounds the corner to see it land, and the gathering. He'd found the trip to Torchline rather...relaxing in an unexpected way, so had lingered, like he couldn't quite bring himself to bid such fond memories goodbye for favor of woods and insistent chill. Goose is less thrilled by the change of scenery, and has opted to stay where they've been sleeping, a nearby access to the water meaning that's the only place the dog can be found.
None of this bodes well, Iskra thinks as he frowns over at the Family member. It's his first time seeing one in the flesh, the one upside to playing mountain hermit. He glances at the others who have assembled and hover at the edge of the barrier, the weight of it pressing the mute button a stifling thing, to be sure. He presses on towards the Firecracker though, calling up softly, "Melita!"
None of this bodes well, Iskra thinks as he frowns over at the Family member. It's his first time seeing one in the flesh, the one upside to playing mountain hermit. He glances at the others who have assembled and hover at the edge of the barrier, the weight of it pressing the mute button a stifling thing, to be sure. He presses on towards the Firecracker though, calling up softly, "Melita!"
You and me belong together, like cold iced tea and warmer weather
Where we lay out late underneath the pines, and we still have fun when the sun won't shine
You and me belong together all the time
Where we lay out late underneath the pines, and we still have fun when the sun won't shine
You and me belong together all the time
