September 17, 2021, 01:51 PM
Lele chuckled, when Eljay's response to her choking on water was welcoming her to the pack. Alright, alright - it had not happened in that order, but still. It had been a long time, since anyone had drawn a laugh out of her, and she found that she did not mind. It reminded her of happier times, though not specific events.
"I met Maia during summer and with winter coming, I needed a place to stay," she explained. "I used to travel with a group of other nomads, but that pack has since dispersed and being on one's own during winter season is very difficult," suicidal, if we want to be more precise. But Lele - despite all that she had gone through and the fairly melancholic/somewhat cynic look on the joys of life - still wanted to live very much. That optimist in her that had been already laid down in a dug out grave had begun to pound on the lid, yelling that "I am not finished yet!".
"I met Maia during summer and with winter coming, I needed a place to stay," she explained. "I used to travel with a group of other nomads, but that pack has since dispersed and being on one's own during winter season is very difficult," suicidal, if we want to be more precise. But Lele - despite all that she had gone through and the fairly melancholic/somewhat cynic look on the joys of life - still wanted to live very much. That optimist in her that had been already laid down in a dug out grave had begun to pound on the lid, yelling that "I am not finished yet!".
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RE: Dance - by Ukulele - September 17, 2021, 01:51 PM