orin is so cute! want her co-rank to be historian? that'd be cool; i'd make it a co-rank, and then if orin has three threads with her acting as a historian, it can be her co-rank ^^ wc: 586
Skye concentrated on the garden, but she felt the corners of her mouth turn upwards at the excitement in Orin's voice. She was so glad that she found someone who appreciated words and the joy they brought just as much as she did. In fact, Orin seemed to be one of the only people here in Souls that could read. Skye certainly spend a lot of her time teaching others how to, and they seemed quite eager, but none of them learned how to read beforehand - and none of them certainly shared Orin's obvious excitement at the prospect of a library that housed hundreds of books.
Skye remembered when she was as excited as that when she'd seen the library. The enormous rooms that housed the masses of knowledge and stories had made her heart rate spike, and she had drooled over the sight of the books only long enough to prevent her from tripping over her feet as she stumbled to collect as many in her hands as she could. She had pored over them, even staying overnight at the library. The black cat that lived there had watched her with interest, like he, too, enjoyed the many books that were in his grasp. Skye had loved the library, and went there at least once a week now, when she was free. It took a long time, walking there, but it was worth it for the words that the place brought.
Now she found someone else who liked the same thing, liked reading, and enjoyed the joys of it that it brought. She found someone else who wrote, even, and liked it as much as Skye. Skye felt like she was meeting her long lost sister, just now turning up in the pack that Skye now called home.
"Oh, it is," Skye replied to Orin's exclamation that the library must be a heaven. She stepped back to admire her work with her plants, then began to weed again, seeing some that she had previously missed. "It has so many books, I didn't know where to begin when I first went there! I was dazzled!" Dazzled - just the word to describe the emotion. The library was dazzling!
She then felt the white woman's hands run through Skye's own auburn hair, and she made a comment about her hair being purple. Purple?! Purple?!?! She was about to open her mouth to exclaim that she didn't want purple hair, thank you, and that she had plenty of color as it was, when Orin waved her hand away and said that fine, she didn't have to have purple hair if she didn't want to. Skye's ears relaxed and her eyes stopped looking like they were going to pop out of her head - purple hair, indeed!
Suddenly, however, Orin burst into an exclamation. Unable to keep her eyes on the plants any longer, she looked at the white woman with pink hair and tail and found that she was exclaiming that it would be wonderful for her to be historian. Skye giggled as she spoke of the grandest generations, never losing sigh of the history that their pack had been. And it was true - the pack had just been created, so what better a time to start a history of it?
She openly laughed as Orin threw her arms around the Collins girl, and she hugged her back. "I'm glad you like the idea, Orin," she said excitedly.
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