TARASHA
enter golden sun
opening flowers
opening flowers
My smile isn't returned, not that I mind, really, though I can feel the corners of my mouth grow a little sharper, my eyes crinkling with the force of the expression now. I lean to the side, trying to get a better look at the book that is now bearing the brunt of my kin's irritation. For a breath, I consider being snarky, but there's nothing to gain from it.
So instead, I fold my arms behind my back, leaning in, the picture of quiet interest. "Are you concerned for us? Or for venturing out?" It makes a difference, and I perhaps have some knowledge to share, depending on the specifics.
So instead, I fold my arms behind my back, leaning in, the picture of quiet interest. "Are you concerned for us? Or for venturing out?" It makes a difference, and I perhaps have some knowledge to share, depending on the specifics.
drinking from ponds
hanging around
hanging around
