[PQ] [RQ] a rose by any other name is a scandal

Lena

let me wander
with the ones

The impending storm simmered on her senses, but she was too preoccupied to be worried about those portions. The slower process, unfortunately, did seem all the more daunting in the face of the upcoming, and potential, deluge, but Colt was shouting more directions, and the Caretaker paused in her ministrations for her ears to shuffle, twitch, back and forth, listening to the new potentials.

She gave a fox nod in understanding, eyes darting back to all the places marked. She hated to think she was slowing the momentum down, so once they began again, she put in faster, swifter work, paws flinging through dirt, loam, and soil, but some portions were still trickier than others, and she could feel some residual fatigue beginning to clamber through her tinier frame.

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Lena keeps on diggin~

who are tangled in stars
and tethered to promise