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and you can sleep in a coffin, but the past ain't through with you - Old One - November 08, 2021
Solitude fit like an old glove, and months on the road had already restored Nirali to something almost like her younger self. Not quite the same, and she knew she never would be again; adjacent, perhaps, but the years had worn new lines into her face and hardened her heart in ways that would never soften. Assuming the mantle of Archon of Minrathous had left her with scars and sharpened edges and a few too many vices, and now she was a woman in her prime who had kept with her all the uncertainty and instability of her youth. Out of necessity, of course.
Small wonder she had thought to leave it all behind, and now lingered along the borders of a pack as if caught in its orbit. She kept to the far edges so that the mingled scents of wolves and coyotes were only faint, and she would not draw the ire of any patrolling pack wolves. Nirali still had a thief's heart, keenly attuned to the faintest whiff of opportunity — but the strange mountain set between barren sand and flat grassland reminded her too much of Minrathous. Disquieted, she could not bring herself to recede back into the meadow she'd come from to memorize some half-baked plan for a heist (to be abandoned halfway through, of course). This felt too strange, too unlikely and sinister to be pure coincidence.
Instead, she tilted her head back to howl for an audience.
RE: and you can sleep in a coffin, but the past ain't through with you - Kasmut - November 10, 2021
There was a call to their border. Kasmut wasn’t interested in venturing that far, at first. When she had deciphered the foreigner’s voice to have been female, her resolve had vanished.
Pale and moving swiftly across the ground, the diamond searched the terrain for a sign of who might call upon Akashingo. When the coral jewels fixed on a shape in the distance, she huffed softly. The pink pads of her paws were dusted, and her coat had been flecked with fallen leaves, but she approached with a smug expression. The shape of the stranger was not all too appealing upon closer inspection, she thought.
What is a… lovely thing like you doing here?Kasmut inquired airily. Her pinkflesh lips lifted into a serene smile.
I wasn't sure who to throw at this. Sorry you had to wait a couple of days! ^.^;