striking matches to watch 'em burn
It was dark down in the tunnel, but that was no problem for the cat's eyes. The partial shift thing she'd figured out how to do was incredibly useful, for fangs and claws, eyes and ears. Caido was such a different place from her home, where everyone was a shifter, where having more than one shift was sacred, where there were kingdoms and structure and no mysteries to behold. Here, in the grounds alone, she was stumbling across new mysteries everyday. And diving into them, headstrong and bold.
Today she'd come across a spot in the ruins that she'd yet to explore, though she obviously wasn't the first. Track's on the floor and the obvious displacement of the rubble indicated that she hadn't stumbled across anything new to the grounds, just new to her. She walked the tunnels for a bit, until it all started looking the same; incredibly boring. And so she retraced her steps, back to where she'd entered. There she paused, leaning against a stone wall and lighting a cigarette, one she'd taken from Sunjata a day ago.
She brought it to her lips and inhaled, releasing a deep breath and a puff of smoke, yellow cat eyes glimmering through the ashen cloud.
Today she'd come across a spot in the ruins that she'd yet to explore, though she obviously wasn't the first. Track's on the floor and the obvious displacement of the rubble indicated that she hadn't stumbled across anything new to the grounds, just new to her. She walked the tunnels for a bit, until it all started looking the same; incredibly boring. And so she retraced her steps, back to where she'd entered. There she paused, leaning against a stone wall and lighting a cigarette, one she'd taken from Sunjata a day ago.
She brought it to her lips and inhaled, releasing a deep breath and a puff of smoke, yellow cat eyes glimmering through the ashen cloud.
i'll light two cigarettes and give you none
AISHA
