heart to heart // p. dimitri & donovan

[teef]

ARISIDE LANECES

✯ — GIVE ME A CHANCE TO CATCH MY BREATH

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ariside had heard all she needed to know about the birds and the bees, hell, she would have been telling her own kids about them at this time if not for well, that, the painful past. it amused her nonetheless to see some NPC children making faces and tearing away from their parents as if their paws were on fire. she would have liked to see such expressions on her own kids' faces but that was done and past now. it deserved to stay buried.

shaking her head, she turned her attention back to what she was doing -- setting up her forge out on the coast, away from the water enough to avoid the worst of the tides. she had found some old human metals that she would melt down, old banged up things that she could use to make arms or even toys for the young ones. she didnt know how to work wood, but she knew how to make metal sing for her. currently all of her tools sat on a rack made of wood, to be replaced when she had time.

she was aware of any approaching person, but she was rather wrapped up with getting the fire going and coals smoldering to notice anybody's approach, fur glistening with sweat. stepping back successfully, she would take the scarf wound on her tail and dab at the worst of the sweat before taking a brief break to look out at the sea.

[member=1172]dimitri.[/member]

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✯ — FEMALE. RB & SH. MODERATE-HIGH. REF. BIO. — ✯

#psychosocial.