Two Eyes Cenote bubble buddy

ONLY IF YOU HAVE TIME! <3 @Inji : dated for Jan 1st, after the ceremonies at the temple

she had received the message, and she longed to make everything right. there was something to be said of having precious friends by your side, those who offered you their best to encourage your growth. in what a fragile seed we see ourselves as, they envision the flower we will once bloom into. and perhaps it is the beauty of this metamorphosis, this true foreshadowing of growth that makes friends so precious, so valuable -- being able to see past the lowest and push us to the highest.

tuna did not find anything distressing in her note, and thus she did not move with worry, but rather excitement. and even here, she had brought gifts for her girls! it certainly was nothing big or spectacular, but she had found a soft white rabbit pelt to offer to inji, she could only hope it would fit her style!

her nose pokes around for the lingering scent of her beloved friend, hoping that she and her will reunite. and perhaps if tuna were lucky, she would run into eset as well. but for now, she knew that the dark woman was busy with her position, and perhaps she would see her later in the evening when time would allow.

-nabs bc it's backdated-

he'd gone done made himself sick! was convinced. was freezing out there, and now among people and warmth again, gucci felt like sole dog to survive the doner party. frigid!

he'd been slowly trudging his way down the hall, pondering how long it'd take for frostbite to claim him, when a passing fellahin caught his attention.

excuuuse me, the nobleman called. ya busy this mom'? ah got an... unorthodox request.

tuna was not expecting to see the tiny and plump nobleman calling to her.

in gruesome times, tuna had seem little creatures like himself snatched away and eaten up. some become lost in the desert, others were lured out when game was rare and well, most of the time she was told any dog that wasn't coyote or wolf wasn't very smart in comparison.

but tuna had enough grace to hold back unsavory words, as she finds comfort in that similar drawl of his. tuna had set aside her little trinkets for the others before meandering towards the little gucci, a curious look in her eyes. "never tew busy fer yew, mah lord," tuna says warmly as she does her best to view his gaze respectfully, "how can ah help yew?"