Cerulean Cape start to see with your blue mind

nunataq seemed overjoyed by the easy win; perhaps that was a small lesson for indra to learn, to take pleasure in the little things and not let the bad things weigh you down. sweet nunataq may have forgiven indra for leaving her behind, but indra would never forgive herself: just like your mother, the redleaf woman recited, feeling stung by the venomous thought.

but she was not like her mother; indra's eyes lifted, a hardness encircling that mahogany depth. she may have left, but she would come back -- she would always come back, an errant but elliptical orbit where her sun and center was her family.

so yeah, she would play. a small smile bloomed across her tired features as nunataq swung around, entreating a round two from her joyless caretaker. indra lurched forward, snapping at the empty air besides nunataq's cheek, ready to give chase wherever nunataq went.