anubis [★] you were always singing along

[suvi.]

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— kiira | tanglewood | medic —

Owlish eyes blink, turning upwards to the other canine, pulled out of her book.  A soft smile, more polite than anything, grew on her maw.  A twinge of disappointment did resound in the girl, desire to continue her pursuit of knowledge but unwilling to ignore a friendly face.  "He-hey Anubis," strange that name on her tongue, yet familiar and warm as the sands he no doubt came from.  Did I know him before?

Sharply, head inclines down, returned to her book, "t-that's right." Reassurance settled in her chest at the idea that someone else had an interest in her studies.  As if that made her life less lonely or... Confusing.  …̷̕ ̴͘H̡̀i̶s̛ o͟҉̶pi̵͘n͘҉i͏o̧̢n̴ ̀͜͠d̴ơ̢e̸s ̷n̴͘͠o͝t ̕͢m҉͝a͜tt͡e͡r̴.͏̶̷  "D-do you know any? Mag-magic?"

Immortal.  God.  H̡̕͝è̷͝ d̕oe͡͏s̢͘n͢҉'͢͞t̛͘ ̵b̨͡e̵lơ҉n̴̢g h͢͡e̵̡rè͜͡.͜  A strange being.  She truly believed that he was what he said he was, though it did not quite click in her mind.  A simple fact stored in the library of her mind, safely kept and acknowledged but requiring further analysis.

Notes she did make.  On appearance and little twerks... Little signs of discomfort and thought.  A confident approach but wary mind.  Some hidden knowledge in those eyes.  A sudden wariness embraced her.  W͜hy̶ ͝͠i̕͠s̡͞ ̷́hȩ͞ ͡her҉e̸̶̛?̛̕ Wha͡t͜͝ ̵͢d́́͘o̴e̵s̡͠ ̵h͞e̷̢ ́k̨n͢͞o̸w̸͘?͘

The vixen learned some time ago trust could not be freely given.  Not in this world.  B̡҉̸ut̴̛̛ ̀͢I̵̵'̛͘m t̨i̶̢r̷̛͢e͘҉d͢ ҉̡͏o̸͘f̡ b̛͜͡e̸̸i̴͟n͞g̨ ́͞a̧͜l҉͞o͝n͠e̸͢.

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