Melita
yes, yes, I am wild
I am the wind that makes breathing hard
I am the wind that makes breathing hard
Her smile stretched in wild abandon as Ludo’s appearance, complete with landshark gnashings, and a light bout of laughter soon followed. Brief examinations ensued, and so she watched and waited closely, making sure not to fidget restlessly as the list began. Training wouldn’t be so bad – she’d already had one somewhat scheduled with Maeve – and she figured hunting and gathering could be done fairly quickly.
The treat one might be the trickiest, and the Honeybee half-wondered if it was for Ludo itself, or some other reason.
But not one to judge on those notions, she nodded and prepared to hasten off. “Excellent. Thank you! I’ll be as quick as I can!” And in such a promise, immediately vaulted away with companions in tow.
{FIN}
The treat one might be the trickiest, and the Honeybee half-wondered if it was for Ludo itself, or some other reason.
But not one to judge on those notions, she nodded and prepared to hasten off. “Excellent. Thank you! I’ll be as quick as I can!” And in such a promise, immediately vaulted away with companions in tow.
{FIN}
I am the ocean and the battered shore
I will be the passion of thunder, a howl of fury
I will be the passion of thunder, a howl of fury
