May 07, 2020, 01:59 AM
Frayed were his nerves, uncertainty growing to a concerning size. He wondered if he would be welcome, wondered if he wanted to see—he didn’t know what he was supposed to be doing, how he was supposed to go about these things. It was so new still and he couldn’t help but feel as if he was overstepping boundaries; nevertheless, he could not keep his curiosity from getting the better of him. With a fish—an offering—clasped loosely between his jaws, Aningan sought out his Beta’s den. When he was just outside it, he called out, “@Erzulie?” in muffled tones.