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vatheon2012-02-16 09:00 pm
ex_fintastic398) wrote in vatheon2012-02-16 09:00 pm
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Who: Summoner and Feferi
When: 2/16, afternoon
Where: the forest
Status: closed
Like many of her friends the past few days, Feferi has a lot on her mind, and even if going for a walk isn't the most proactive of approaches, it feels good. Getting out of the block, letting her feet take her where they will. She's tempted to take a swim around the island, but wants to be around in case anything happens. But nothing's going to happen! Not anything worse, anyway.
She hopes.
The forest seems like a nice alternative to taking a swim, and she's had luck here before. Without the slightest idea of where she's going and only a vague recollection of where she's been, she kicks up her feet in a slow amble. With the racket she makes, she almost meanders right on by. But as her ears pick up another noise, her fins twitch and she stops, trying to hear better. She can't tell what it is, but it sounds strange and interesting and it piques her curiosity enough that she veers off the trail she's been blazing and into a different direction altogether, seeking out the source.
When: 2/16, afternoon
Where: the forest
Status: closed
Like many of her friends the past few days, Feferi has a lot on her mind, and even if going for a walk isn't the most proactive of approaches, it feels good. Getting out of the block, letting her feet take her where they will. She's tempted to take a swim around the island, but wants to be around in case anything happens. But nothing's going to happen! Not anything worse, anyway.
She hopes.
The forest seems like a nice alternative to taking a swim, and she's had luck here before. Without the slightest idea of where she's going and only a vague recollection of where she's been, she kicks up her feet in a slow amble. With the racket she makes, she almost meanders right on by. But as her ears pick up another noise, her fins twitch and she stops, trying to hear better. She can't tell what it is, but it sounds strange and interesting and it piques her curiosity enough that she veers off the trail she's been blazing and into a different direction altogether, seeking out the source.