A TOUCH OF ORANGE OVER PURGATORY GRAY | meteor shower

[dovedeparture]

[align=center][div style=" background-color: transparent; border: 0px solid black; width: 70%; min-height: 9px; font-family:; line-height: 110%; text-align: justify; padding: 20px"]❥ "I know. That was the point," Dovedeparture assured her friend, but it was clear from her tone that she meant no harm. Words were powerful tools, she knew, and she would never arrange them in any order that would hurt her best friend. Before she could say more, her ears perked as the feline continued. "Other wonders? Such as...?"

The angel's eyes shifted to take in the form of the Sage, and Dove found herself laughing at their sweet words. "Oh, dear, you don't need to call me 'miss'! I thank you for your courtesy, but Dove works just fine. I'm afraid you'll make me feel too important." Her smile was bright. Idyllfields seemed wonderful. They reminded her of home. "A healer? That's incredible, I-"

"Oh, yes," she agreed, nodding at Celestialrobbery's words. "This one is quite the handful, but I promise I'll try to keep her out of trouble." She nudged Celeste before looking at Idyllfields and adding, "And there's no need to apologize, Idyll. Healing is a serious business, I've heard, and I understand the need to study. But promise me you'll take a break every now and again. Where would we be without our healer, hm?"

Dove turned to look at Keona, trying to gauge her emotions, but not succeeding. She focused on the small conversation that was beginning to brew between she and the blind girl. "It's nice to meet you. A Privateer? I know little about the ranks. You'll have to tell me about it," she said, eyes returning to the sky. The meteors were not slowing down, and it was still mesmerizing. She wished she could let Keona borrow her sight for a moment.