November 07, 2015, 04:50 AM
"It's ok," Osprey mumbled, still not daring to lift her gaze and wagged her tail a bit to show that it was no fault of Dante's that she had reacted that way. In the world of blurred shapes and solitude it was difficult to tell a friend apart from a foe. Besides she had been on her own in the wilds for so long that the very concept of "being safe" seemed odd and unusual.
There was a moment of an uncomfortable silence, where she really did not know what to tell him. She knew nothing of what had happened here during her absence and the fact that she once again did not know, where her place was within the plateau, did not help much at all. Eventually she decided to be honest. "I... came to see, how are... they doing," she beckoned to the place, where the grave had once been.
There was a moment of an uncomfortable silence, where she really did not know what to tell him. She knew nothing of what had happened here during her absence and the fact that she once again did not know, where her place was within the plateau, did not help much at all. Eventually she decided to be honest. "I... came to see, how are... they doing," she beckoned to the place, where the grave had once been.
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RE: One - by Osprey - November 07, 2015, 04:50 AM