Morningside Cuesta Act I, Scene I

irl always comes first, please take all the time you need, I’m in no rush <33

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She nods and grins at the boy’s gesture and snakes her way up alongside him to search the waterlogged embankment for beaver prints. Mud squeezes between her toes and she stamps her feet in place to repeat the funny sensation. Then her lips curl with wily impulse and she treads away towards the edge of the creek.

“Íkaros! Here, come look!” She baits, pointing down into the sludge with her nose.