11-16-2020, 12:39 AM
DRIFTING - FEATHER
Gentle the tak, tak, tak of someone fumbling on the boardwalk, wanting to get away from camp for as long as possible. She wasn't expecting children from Alithis to show up. Gently walking toward the group, arms pressed against her body, she looked to the group. Wuyi, poppy, Laeglin, among many others. Children. Friends, maybe?
She dipped her head gently, "I'm Drifting-Feather. You can call me Drift, though." Hollow the voice that was forced to sound friendly, dull eyes revealing the grief that clung to many in PalmClan like moss. "I hope we can be friends."
She dipped her head gently, "I'm Drifting-Feather. You can call me Drift, though." Hollow the voice that was forced to sound friendly, dull eyes revealing the grief that clung to many in PalmClan like moss. "I hope we can be friends."
" THEY NEVER HAD IT LIKE ME, LIKE ME / THEY NEVER REALLY LIKED ME, LIKED ME! " ————————————————— ˊˎ˗