Totoka River reelingline

Worm quirked her head a little, the startle wasn't intentional, but she seemed to gleam some amusement from it. Ah- sorry. Bad habit a' mine. She said with a guilty exhale, letting shadowy shoulders roll forward. I'm too used to staying quiet.

It was how she made a living, anyways, and how she kept living. The outskirts, the shadows, anything but the spaces where others walked, abomination such as her had no place beneath the light. It wasn't a habit she would benefit from dropping, especially for the role they planned for her to take.

Either way, it hadn't been for a while that the vermin had the grace of other company.