ISLA
Hunting. That's what Sunjata had said was on the agenda for today - along with a supply run, of course, but Isla isn't thinking about that right now. There's something deep in her bones that's yawning for release, and it goes beyond mere bloodlust (not that it has caused her much of a problem thus far). All that is to say that the Remedy is uncharacteristically fidgety as they walk out into the Barrows, her blue eyes pinned on any movement as if it might be prey worth stalking.
"We might get lucky enough to snag a few deer in this weather," she remarks quietly, though it's probably wishful thinking on her part. "I've never really paid attention to the sort of things that live out here, though. Apart from that one time I went flying with you." What a shame she can't be a dragon any more. But on the other hand, now she can drink smoothies and masturbate so, you know, win some and lose some.
"We might get lucky enough to snag a few deer in this weather," she remarks quietly, though it's probably wishful thinking on her part. "I've never really paid attention to the sort of things that live out here, though. Apart from that one time I went flying with you." What a shame she can't be a dragon any more. But on the other hand, now she can drink smoothies and masturbate so, you know, win some and lose some.
apres moi le deluge
after me comes the flood
after me comes the flood
