12-29-2018, 07:47 PM
[div style="margin: 0 auto; width: 55%; font-family: arial; font-size: 10pt; text-align: justify;"]Aya enjoyed hearing voices she didn't recognise. Partially because it meant new and fun people, but mostly because it meant she could make an entrance. Today's entrance was nothing spectacular, just her regular - emerging from a swamp and blinking with totally empty yellow eyes at a wolf who looked like he'd learned to walk with cardboard on his legs and a stick rammed up his ass. "You're in or near Tanglewood, I could tell you which if I could smell anything!" She said breezily, ear flicking as she climbed out from the swamp and immediately shook mud everywhere. "I'm Aya! You look lost, dead, or maybe both?" She sniffed the air absently, confused at the lack of absolutely nothing as if she hadn't acknowledged 10 seconds ago that her sense of smell was basically useless. "Are you dead?" What was she doing again?
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