every time she burns to ashes
Melita refrained from rolling her eyes as they toss little flirtations back and forth – and aside from wanting to openly gag, the youth took the rest of the measures in stride, completely unbothered in her haste (familiar patterns). Meh, so she tripped. Could’ve been worse.
Once the furniture had been moved, and trying not to be distracted by Seven (she still gave a little wave anyway, because the cat had always been an interesting companion), she also endeavored to snag a broom. Fangorn, ever the pleasant fellow, gestured to Aidon, presuming they’d find some game to play together.
The honeybee, though strangely silent, was still very attentive to the subject matter at hand, nosey to a fault, head tilting, listening all the while.
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Melita sweeps!
Once the furniture had been moved, and trying not to be distracted by Seven (she still gave a little wave anyway, because the cat had always been an interesting companion), she also endeavored to snag a broom. Fangorn, ever the pleasant fellow, gestured to Aidon, presuming they’d find some game to play together.
The honeybee, though strangely silent, was still very attentive to the subject matter at hand, nosey to a fault, head tilting, listening all the while.
--
Melita sweeps!
she knows how to rise again
Melita
