AISHA
i lost the plot, or maybe two
Aisha was making her trip to Halo in only a couple days now, having sent Deimos a letter and begun preparing a bag of things. She only planned for this to be a few days, but if she liked it she might stay. Who knows? In the past month a strange weight had been lifted from her, all the pressure to stay and force the grounds to be home. A notion she'd clung to for a year now, but finally she'd realized her fate was in her own hands. She wasn't a princess who's job was to make her kingdom strong, she was just a girl with obligations to friends and family.
Despite this, she was still searching for people to help in the grounds, as a piece of her would always be here in the friends she'd made. She'd likely frequent here often to visit Oliver anyway, she had no intention of performing a feat of disappearance. Today she'd followed a notice posted for aiding Amun with the Artisan's guild. He for instance, was one of those people here in the grounds that she liked, and would happily help when asked.
She'd prowled in her leopard form, stretching the cats mighty legs as she made from the manor to guild, a bright light that meshed with the golds of leafchange. When she made it to her destination she found herself in the company of more than one friend, Amun and his landshark, as well as a familiar bird boy (what was it with her and bird boys?). Her tail raised in contentedness, she trotted forwards, sidling up next to Henry and letting her flank brush his knees as she passed.
With a quick display of the old god's blessing, she shifted to her human vestige, resting her hand on the man's shoulder. "You're in the right place," a mischievous smirk and her attention returned to Amun, "Good to see you again, I'm here to help too."
Despite this, she was still searching for people to help in the grounds, as a piece of her would always be here in the friends she'd made. She'd likely frequent here often to visit Oliver anyway, she had no intention of performing a feat of disappearance. Today she'd followed a notice posted for aiding Amun with the Artisan's guild. He for instance, was one of those people here in the grounds that she liked, and would happily help when asked.
She'd prowled in her leopard form, stretching the cats mighty legs as she made from the manor to guild, a bright light that meshed with the golds of leafchange. When she made it to her destination she found herself in the company of more than one friend, Amun and his landshark, as well as a familiar bird boy (what was it with her and bird boys?). Her tail raised in contentedness, she trotted forwards, sidling up next to Henry and letting her flank brush his knees as she passed.
With a quick display of the old god's blessing, she shifted to her human vestige, resting her hand on the man's shoulder. "You're in the right place," a mischievous smirk and her attention returned to Amun, "Good to see you again, I'm here to help too."
remind me who the fuck are you?
