AISHA
and now we're breeding a feeling of animosity
The people she knew most intimately gravitated her way, the boy, the bookmaker and the potter. And Aisha of course, brows furrowed and with an urgency that could only be defined as confused bullheadedness, following the glowing beetle until it blinked out of existence. At that point she finally slowed and turned around to see the three with her, pausing at Amun's question.
Her reply, a simple shrug, she was just moving. Always moving, always something to move towards (or away from depending on how you look at it). "I guess let's keep going," she grumbled, turning back around and continuing down the tunnel corridor, at a slower pace now as she decided to stick with her group.
At the end of their tunnel there was netting, the only way forward was up, and so the girl began to climb, glancing back to make sure her friends were following. It wasn't too hard to get to the top, and once she was there they were met with a wide platform and a blaring light. Nostrils flared and eyes squinted she took a moment to adjust, eyes cast down at the source of the light.
Under more netting there was a amalgam of slippery creatures, glowing and thrashing and getting caught within the twine. If they were normal fish she would've left, but nothing about this was normal, and they reminded her of the fireflies that had brought her this way. A sigh, this would either be a great idea or a bad one, Aisha grew a black leopard's claw at her fingertip and sliced at some of the netting, hoping to free some of the glow fish.
Aisha tries freeing the fish!
Her reply, a simple shrug, she was just moving. Always moving, always something to move towards (or away from depending on how you look at it). "I guess let's keep going," she grumbled, turning back around and continuing down the tunnel corridor, at a slower pace now as she decided to stick with her group.
At the end of their tunnel there was netting, the only way forward was up, and so the girl began to climb, glancing back to make sure her friends were following. It wasn't too hard to get to the top, and once she was there they were met with a wide platform and a blaring light. Nostrils flared and eyes squinted she took a moment to adjust, eyes cast down at the source of the light.
Under more netting there was a amalgam of slippery creatures, glowing and thrashing and getting caught within the twine. If they were normal fish she would've left, but nothing about this was normal, and they reminded her of the fireflies that had brought her this way. A sigh, this would either be a great idea or a bad one, Aisha grew a black leopard's claw at her fingertip and sliced at some of the netting, hoping to free some of the glow fish.
Aisha tries freeing the fish!
fear has the sharpest teeth, it eats and eats and eats
