The Sunspire froot
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Ooc — Rosie
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Olive was eager to make friends with her new packmates. It was a novelty to have friend again — well, maybe they weren’t all friends yet, but they were bonded by travel and packhood and were predisposed to like her.  It all reminded her of her time with Teaghlaigh, before, you know, they committed treason against her person and her family. 

Anyways, It soothed to the woman’s nerves, that were so often run ragged. It also imbued her with a certain energy — a glow, if you will — and Olive found she did not lack for want of traveling the valley and the peaks of the mountain, crawling about the landscape as if she were an insect on a leaf. On this day, she encountered the small red girl. They were acquainted, but not yet close. 

The druid chuffed to gain her attention, then gave a small bow that originated from a place of respect. 
and all my days are trances, and all my nightly dreams
are where thy grey eye glances, and where thy footstep gleams
in what ethereal dances, by what eternal streams

Messages In This Thread
froot - by Witchbaby - March 03, 2018, 08:03 PM
RE: froot - by Olive - March 04, 2018, 02:38 PM
RE: froot - by Witchbaby - March 07, 2018, 06:07 PM
RE: froot - by Olive - April 12, 2018, 09:42 AM