I wanna be touched, be loved
Ignoring Kaisel’s curses as he fights off the river stars of his own, the young attuned focuses wholly on the one she has pinned that she carves delightfully with her sharp claws. Raking and tearing, spreading purple and ink black blood from the creature until it spills across the cobblestone and earth that make up this portion of the Dreaming Well. Its shrieks begin to succumb in a bubbling manner, and when the attuned steps back with her lips still peeled in a snarl, she notices that Kaisel is near her.
His question is greeted with a moment of pause, using the senses of this shift to be able to tell that they were finally alone. Aside from a few birds that lingered in the trees nearby. Once she’s satisfied, she shifts back and draws up to her full height again, casting a glance over Kaisel to make sure that he was okay before she speaks. “Yeah.” She says a touch breathlessly, before she looks down at her hands and sees how stained they are, her nose wrinkling as she sighs out a little complaint and a glare over her shoulder at the river star she’d torn into. “Ugh. Eww.”
His question is greeted with a moment of pause, using the senses of this shift to be able to tell that they were finally alone. Aside from a few birds that lingered in the trees nearby. Once she’s satisfied, she shifts back and draws up to her full height again, casting a glance over Kaisel to make sure that he was okay before she speaks. “Yeah.” She says a touch breathlessly, before she looks down at her hands and sees how stained they are, her nose wrinkling as she sighs out a little complaint and a glare over her shoulder at the river star she’d torn into. “Ugh. Eww.”
Calypso
I wanna heal, be hugged
