01-30-2021, 11:43 PM
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.
The tigress would approach from the sound of the bell, a bit hesitantly at first, then moving quicker as she sees it's simply a lone female at the gate, seemingly a bit ticked off. She looked over the other, ear twitching at her words. "Ah, 'm sorry, n' you are..?" the tigress would ask gently as she adjusted her stance in front of the gate, offering a curious gaze to the female. Maybe it could be assumed that Vayne was this woman's child, or some other caretaker, given how natural she seemed to make it from her picking the other up, but Goldie wouldn't know. Perhaps if it'd been a month earlier, she would be seen chewing the other's face out. But, given the state of her head, she held very little recognition over the other. She could feel a sense of unease, however, and discomfort, as she peered towards her, though for reasons she wouldn't be able to explain. She'd rather know who the other was before she simply handed off a child that was staying with them, especially since she wasn't certain if that child even wanted to go.