All welcome, one only. Perhaps an adult that knows her, or a sibling? Artemis is in optime, if it's not clear. :3 ♥ 300+
For the first time since she had woken from her prolonged period of sleeping, with the exception of a few minutes each day and the hour she had spent searching for the red rubber ball she had been playing with that day with Denali, Artemis was sitting outside just to be out there. She was sitting on the steps to the front porch, a thick blanket draped across the lap of her thin, weakened frame. It had been a little more than two weeks since she had come out of her sleep without trigger, but the young girl was still doing very little. It was more than simply feeling weak because of the month she had gone without proper nutrition (though her family had done everything that they could) and her body's lack of use. The young silver Marino did not know what she was supposed to do with herself now. Her entire world had shifted with her accident and she was out of sorts, perhaps even depressed, though she would simply term it sad.
The sun was setting now and the air was growing chilly, but she remained where she sat, her thoughts elsewhere. Aimlessly, she rolled the red rubber ball between her hands. Some might say that it was her way of clinging to Denali when she should be trying to accept his absence and move on to better her health, but she did not think of it as that. Artemis carried the ball with her often, though she did not go anywhere. She spent most of her time in her room or in the common room of the manor, though she did not want to speak to anyone, really. The ball served as a way to ground her thoughts. She wished so badly that sh could remember more about the day of her accident. She had been playing with Denali and she had fallen off the roof... But that was all she knew, and she had to be told the latter when she had woken from her coma. She reached up gingerly to touch the back of her head. What had happened? Why had it happened?
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