all the happy people - open; moving + lounging

[rhosmari]

Things had been slightly stressful but not as bad as prior weeks. She was worried though for her daughter and how she was being treated. After all she was still just a kit and her mood had increasingly soured with the news from the meeting. Instead of helping her she was looking into the eye of exile. Adults looking at her as if she was nothing more than a ticking time bomb. All of this bothered her greatly because a child was impressionable and if she could not trust her own home to help her through this then who could she trust? Especially with how she had already been left her by her previous family. She wanted to talk to Ares but only when she was ready for it. When she wanted to talk? Forcing it could make matters worse. Raising her eyes up she looked out at the world from the remains of her own home. One that she had burned down into rubble and ash. Some things had survived the hellish blaze and she didn't know if she had any influence in that. What meager remains she had she had rounded up. Pelts, bones, her painting books, her crocodile skull she hadn't worn in so long. The horns from her water buffalo kill.

All of these things she was moving to Arrow's home. It took her a small time to actually get the items there and she made sure that it didn't take up much room. She was going to do some decorating next. Maybe with feathers but for now she had decided to take a breather. Here she sat down on the front porch and played with a small rat skull. She had some ideas about things she wanted to do but for now she would try to relax, maybe move some more of her things if there was anything left that was salvageable.