Your braids like a pattern
Love you to the moon and to Saturn
Love you to the moon and to Saturn
Lyra bounds across the snow, thoroughly enjoying the sensation of being able to enjoy the tundra without being bundled beneath layers and layers of warmth. In this form, the wind ruffles her thick, black fur without slicing through entirely, and the snow crunches under her paw pads as though she were wearing thick boots. It's still a wonder, being able to shift like this, being able to see the world through other, keener senses. Lyra will forever be grateful to Safrin for giving her this blessing.
She arrives with a large pack dangling from her mouth; it contains dried meat and fresh water bundled in furs to keep them from getting too cold; several blankets of varying thickness; a map and compass; a first aid kit that contains the healing ring she had recently upgraded with Safrin's help; a long length of rope; and a few other odds and ends that Lyra had guessed or researched prior to joining this expedition.
Hello, Deimos, she says through the bond as she places her pack on the sled. She can sense the other Attuned through the bond, and her dark eyes flick up to focus on a bird flying high above. Hello. I'm Lyra, she offers to the stranger, before her attention turns once more to Deimos. She says nothing more, instead electing to wait for instructions, although her tag wags, low and slow, a sign of her eagerness to get started and prove herself.
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Lyra brings what is on her profile, plus a pack containing: food and water bundled in furs to keep them from freezing; several blankets of varying thickness; a map and compass; a first aid kit that includes her healing ring (for others to use as needed); a long length of rope; and a few other odds and ends that Lyra had guessed or researched prior to joining this expedition.
She arrives with a large pack dangling from her mouth; it contains dried meat and fresh water bundled in furs to keep them from getting too cold; several blankets of varying thickness; a map and compass; a first aid kit that contains the healing ring she had recently upgraded with Safrin's help; a long length of rope; and a few other odds and ends that Lyra had guessed or researched prior to joining this expedition.
Hello, Deimos, she says through the bond as she places her pack on the sled. She can sense the other Attuned through the bond, and her dark eyes flick up to focus on a bird flying high above. Hello. I'm Lyra, she offers to the stranger, before her attention turns once more to Deimos. She says nothing more, instead electing to wait for instructions, although her tag wags, low and slow, a sign of her eagerness to get started and prove herself.
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Lyra brings what is on her profile, plus a pack containing: food and water bundled in furs to keep them from freezing; several blankets of varying thickness; a map and compass; a first aid kit that includes her healing ring (for others to use as needed); a long length of rope; and a few other odds and ends that Lyra had guessed or researched prior to joining this expedition.
Passed down like folk songs
The love lasts so long
The love lasts so long
Lyra
