11-15-2020, 12:23 AM
DRIFTING - FEATHER
Eyes, that were once wild and bright but became dull purple orbs as grief suffocated her, gave Rhine a passing glance, almost as if she hadn't even seen him sit down. His words nearly fell on deaf ears, but she forced herself to hear. Shifting in place, she shrugged, "Exploring. I didn't mean to be gone this long. I.. got carried away." She said tonelessly, tired and dull. It was mostly true. She went exploring, found herself a new safe place, got carried away, what, with the spirits that caught her attention, the feeling of many bodies pressed against each other. Now that she was in her nest, surrounded by the feeling of loss, she wanted to go back to the cavern, surrounded by lights and the feeling. She wanted the cavern.
" THEY NEVER HAD IT LIKE ME, LIKE ME / THEY NEVER REALLY LIKED ME, LIKED ME! " ————————————————— ˊˎ˗