02-17-2021, 11:51 AM
DEAR FRIEND as you know, your flowers are withering
your mother's gone insane, your leaves have drifted away.
but the clouds are clearing up
and i've come reveling, burning incandescently,
like a bastard on the burning sea.
your mother's gone insane, your leaves have drifted away.
but the clouds are clearing up
and i've come reveling, burning incandescently,
like a bastard on the burning sea.
When Goldie had been making her rounds around the territory today, this was not something she'd been expecting. Although, to be fair, she never quite did know what to expect. Other than perhaps some beautiful sights, a beautiful woman that visited her, and family. Those three things were at least to be expected. And one of those three would be answered fairly quickly as she heard the noise of Pyrrhicreign call out, seemingly from somewhere above. Her pace quickens ever so slightly towards the sound.
"Oh dear," she'd say worriedly as she came upon the scene, blinking up towards both the child and Harland. Her wings shift, seemingly tempted to try and get her body up through other means, but she'd not tried flying yet, and this likely would not be the best time to learn how. She'd rather not accidentally fall or drop Pyrrhicreign, or anything else that could potentially go wrong in any attempt to help using her wings. So instead she just stood there and watched as the event unfolded. "Um, be careful!" the tigress decides to call out. Wow, thanks, Einstein. Very useful. Her paws lead her a bit closer, ultimately deciding she may be of better use on the ground, wings outstretched, just below the two - an effort to catch any if they did make a wrong step and slip. Thankfully, both of them were at least smaller than the female, so it wouldn't be too hard for her to try and catch them.
"Oh dear," she'd say worriedly as she came upon the scene, blinking up towards both the child and Harland. Her wings shift, seemingly tempted to try and get her body up through other means, but she'd not tried flying yet, and this likely would not be the best time to learn how. She'd rather not accidentally fall or drop Pyrrhicreign, or anything else that could potentially go wrong in any attempt to help using her wings. So instead she just stood there and watched as the event unfolded. "Um, be careful!" the tigress decides to call out. Wow, thanks, Einstein. Very useful. Her paws lead her a bit closer, ultimately deciding she may be of better use on the ground, wings outstretched, just below the two - an effort to catch any if they did make a wrong step and slip. Thankfully, both of them were at least smaller than the female, so it wouldn't be too hard for her to try and catch them.
NOTHING'S EVER LOST FOREVER, IT'S JUST HIDING IN THE RECESS OF YOUR MIND AND WHEN YOU NEED IT, IT WILL COME TO YOU AT NIGHT. I MISS THE YELLOW. I MISS THE YELLING AND THE SHAKEDOWN. I'M NOT COMPLAINING, NO, I GOT A BETTER SET OF KNIVES NOW. I MISS MY DRUMMER, MY DEAD STEPBROTHER, AND THE PIT CROWD. AND CHUCK AND MATTY - IF THEY COULD SEE ME THEY'D BE SO PROUD.