oblivion is the name of this abode: and she is there
Anju does not often find her mind full of turmoil. She is a straightforward woman, ideals and goals clear and defined. There is no truly negative reason that draws her into the Celestine, only a mind too full of questions that only time can answer. Still, that is as close to turmoil as Anju is willing to allow herself to get, and the Celestine has always brought her nothing but peace. Frey's creatures bring her a sense of rightness, but she has always felt more at home with animals instead of humans. They are easier to read, easier to befriend, for all she may not feel the desire for human friendship the way others do. Loneliness is not a burden on her shoulders.
For once, Riya flies overhead, circling lazily instead of plodding along at her side as she is wont to do whenever they are outside this little sanctuary. Her sister knows that this is a place for peace and reflection, and Anju appreciates that.
The creatures here rotate, so the first noise she encounters in the starlit twilight sidetracks her. A small family of Blink Hares. Unsurprising, they are found here more than most with how easily they are injured. Not as exciting as some of the other critters Anju has had the pleasure of meeting, but she won't be picky. Entering the enclosure - with a small directive for Riya to remain outside where she won't scare them - Anju gracefully folds her legs beneath her and sinks to the grass. The hares eye her warily, the younger kits popping to and fro in bursts of teleportation, worried by her presence. Happily plucking some grasses to offer them, Anju sits and allows them to consider her, hopping nearer uncertainly as they grow used to her patient stillness.
For once, Riya flies overhead, circling lazily instead of plodding along at her side as she is wont to do whenever they are outside this little sanctuary. Her sister knows that this is a place for peace and reflection, and Anju appreciates that.
The creatures here rotate, so the first noise she encounters in the starlit twilight sidetracks her. A small family of Blink Hares. Unsurprising, they are found here more than most with how easily they are injured. Not as exciting as some of the other critters Anju has had the pleasure of meeting, but she won't be picky. Entering the enclosure - with a small directive for Riya to remain outside where she won't scare them - Anju gracefully folds her legs beneath her and sinks to the grass. The hares eye her warily, the younger kits popping to and fro in bursts of teleportation, worried by her presence. Happily plucking some grasses to offer them, Anju sits and allows them to consider her, hopping nearer uncertainly as they grow used to her patient stillness.
