you must burn brighter than ever
Finishing the knots and tying portions off, she adjusted hat on her head, contemplating a whole multitude of tasks in front of her via Ludo, and the possibilities of mimicry, when she heard another individual call for her. Turning her head over her shoulder, she fixed her gaze upon Astaroth, eyes widening slightly in surprise – figuring he’d be the type to hibernate around this time of year. “Asta, hey,” and she met him halfway, gaze already taking in the slower strides, marked and chiseled by the cold.
Ensuring Fangorn and Sila were close at hand, her head tilted upwards, gilded gaze meeting his with her usual flare for feral mischief. “How are things? I was just thinking of antagonizing some strangers. Would you care to join me?” If not, the Honeybee didn’t figure him for a snitch.
Ensuring Fangorn and Sila were close at hand, her head tilted upwards, gilded gaze meeting his with her usual flare for feral mischief. “How are things? I was just thinking of antagonizing some strangers. Would you care to join me?” If not, the Honeybee didn’t figure him for a snitch.
Melita
