September 15, 2021, 12:47 PM
As the leaves began to turn and the air grew cooler day by day, flocks of geese continued to fly past on their way south. Every time, Druid tasted purple. It was so strange, she couldn’t make any sense of it. For this reason, she didn’t mention it to anyone else. How could she describe the experience to someone else when she couldn’t quite grasp it herself?
But when she began tasting orange every time one of her brethren called, Druid decided she would tell her mother about it. Even if she couldn’t understand or help, it would be nice to talk to someone she loved about this peculiarity. Hopefully her dam could put her mind to rest, one way or another.
It was cloudy and cool as she searched for @Sequoia, traveling east from the rendezvous site, Dawnleaf sprawling ahead and beckoning her with burgeoning tones of gold.
But when she began tasting orange every time one of her brethren called, Druid decided she would tell her mother about it. Even if she couldn’t understand or help, it would be nice to talk to someone she loved about this peculiarity. Hopefully her dam could put her mind to rest, one way or another.
It was cloudy and cool as she searched for @Sequoia, traveling east from the rendezvous site, Dawnleaf sprawling ahead and beckoning her with burgeoning tones of gold.
She’s looking for Sequoia but doesn’t necessarily have to find her. Anyone’s welcome!