08-14-2019, 05:09 PM
[div style="width: 527px; line-height: 1.4; text-align: justify; font-family: palatino; font-size: 11px;"][align=center]blackbird singing in the dead of night, take these broken wings and learn to fly
Elijah. Hard to say she knew him by his voice or the pitter-patter of rat paws. Regardless, her head turned upwards, the upturn of her lips hinting at a smile. Trust. Did she trust her crewmates completely? Keona furrowed her brow. Mostly, she supposed, but she kept to herself more often than not too. Oh well.Soon Ikaia came rushing over, followed by Idyllfields soon after. Her ears flicked back sheepishly and she listened to the sound of their paws moving. Ikaia had the right of it. "Uh-huh. From ‘ere... Go forward a lil. Now without your eyes you ‘ave to focus on your other senses. Mostly touch and hearing."
"Don’ worry about the water; it’s not close enough," she offered softly, the tip of her tail twitching.