Marzena’s legs twitched as she approached the rabbit. She bounded over rocks, probably defied gravity, and she did catch a rabbit that was the size of a tree. Look, anything is possible in dreamland, so as she made soft yips and her legs kicked gently against the rocks, she didn’t stir with the first shouts.
At least, not completely. She sort of did – they disturbed her – and she got distracted.
Where’d the rabbit go? A fully grown tree-rabbit doesn’t just disappear, right? She’d killed it, too. She grumbled in her dream and, in her dream, let out a howl of sadness. But only in her dream, mind you. Don’t worry, no rogue howls for Ryd, as well. Only creeping pups, for now.
The second shout, however, disrupted her sleeping even more, and Marzena’s head shot up. She glanced around, clearly still half-asleep, and grunted.
She wondered what on earth was happening, but as the voice was clearly weirdly concerned and asking for them to come out, she decided to obey it, despite it being… not Brotherhoodlian. She just kind of did.
Sleepy, you see – it makes you do silly things.
“Hey, keep it down,” she said, approaching the stranger from the falls, sort of.
By approaching, Marzena was leaving the falls. She climbed the pathway, opting to leave and try and find this stranger who could be a mass-murderer for all she knew; not that she thought about that, to be honest.
If she thought hard enough, Marzena might be able to remember that she’d met this lady.
May 12, 2017 04:43 PM — Post #5
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