Their staff prodded the mud and grass of the riverbank as Quanil walked along, listening to the melody the day was producing. It was overcast, gray and cloudy, which wasn't surprising after yesterday's rain.
Kedran had come to visit the VlamVloed and brought both Quanil and Freina their things. Final confirmation that home was home no longer. But it also meant they had their sweater - more patches than original yarn at this point - and their longer pants. Both of which they were wearing today, their red shirt showing through some of the holes in the undyed sweater.
They didn't have any sort of reason or excuse to be out here, except that they were a Loreseeker and they wanted to explore. Curiosity was Quanil's reason for doing most things; their entire reason for living, in many respects.
So, as the chilly wind sang along the river, Quanil watched and listened and wondered what the day would bring... and the day after, and the day after that.
Kedran had come to visit the VlamVloed and brought both Quanil and Freina their things. Final confirmation that home was home no longer. But it also meant they had their sweater - more patches than original yarn at this point - and their longer pants. Both of which they were wearing today, their red shirt showing through some of the holes in the undyed sweater.
They didn't have any sort of reason or excuse to be out here, except that they were a Loreseeker and they wanted to explore. Curiosity was Quanil's reason for doing most things; their entire reason for living, in many respects.
So, as the chilly wind sang along the river, Quanil watched and listened and wondered what the day would bring... and the day after, and the day after that.
