rattle the cage

ASHE I'm not a girl.    Kiada began to hiccup, and Ashe couldn't hold back her laughter with each one. Soot was climbing over her arm as she ran her fingers through the soft fur of Auni, grinning a wolfish grin at the vulture. She hadn't drank that much, had she? Gods it had been a while since she'd had her head swimming this much.    She fought not to fall over herself gigging as she sat up, thinking to rise to her feet to find some poor sap to steal some shoes from, but the world tilted dangerously. "Maybe... maybe some other time," she agreed with a laugh.    Ashe braced herself with an arm behind her, earning a snort of disdain from a person who had to step around her. She scoffed herself and flipped a rude gesture toward them, and then she wobbled without the extra support of her arm. "Weee cooouuld..." She pursed her lips, as if thinking very hard. Then she burst out into another fit of giggles, grinning like the wolf she was. "Swimming! Before it all freezes. Then.. then we camp there. Cause fuck going any further." I'm a storm with skin.