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<3. Mmk. Speech in Welsh as well. In school, so that makes it ten times easier. Trying to transition her back to happybubbly-yey Ana o_O;
Crunch, crunch, crunch; hop, jump. She tried the best she could to avoid the broken stuff on the ground, although when they were deeper into the city it seemed unavoidable. Still, when the buildings began to be less packed together and more streets visible, she returned to her dance-stepping around the debris. This, as she had observed before, was why humans had made shoes. Still, the closer they made their way to the outskirts of the city, the less of a problem it was. She could deal. Anathra hummed quietly as she plodded along beside the taller male, honey gaze taking in as much as she could. She paused as they passed the university, intrigue sparking a gleam in her eye that Zacor knew too well, and she only agreed to keep on moving after he made a promise that they'd come back to it later. So many new things; this time, hopefully they had enough time to get used to it all and make it home.
Pulled her gaze away from the scenery to fix her attention on Zacor occasionally, watching him watch their surroundings. She often wondered what the chocolate shaded were was thinking, unable to read him beyond his usual apathy. He was intelligent, she knew, so although maybe he didn't act on a lot of things, surely he mulled over them. Maybe she was looking too far into it, but she didn't think so. The red girl "Hmmm'd" and turned her attention forward again, gaze roaming over the street that lay ahead of them. The buildings weren't crammed together, but the ones that were there were all types and sizes. Oh, there were plenty of possibilities here. Lips pulled back in a slight grin, and she caught herself giving her companion a sidelong look again.
Startled slightly when she felt his brief touch, smirking at her own skittishness. Ears flicked and tail swished as he spoke, scrutinizing the street again. She grabbed his hand gently with one of her own, pulling him further into the street towards the building she liked the best. Ivy crawled up one side, and the structure was made almost entirely out of faded bricks that were once brighter than the streaks in her hair. What had it once been? Who knew; she probably never would. Hand still wrapped around his own, she stopped in front of this particular building and whirled to face him, sticking her tongue out slightly. I think.. Stood on her tip toes, arm outstretched to play with his fauxhawk with her other hand. That I need to redo your hair. Looked over her shoulder at the building, then back at him, grinning. Oh, this? I think we could shape it up and call it home.
And that was all Anathra said before she tugged him forward again, pushing the door of the woebegone place open.
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Crunch, crunch, crunch; hop, jump. She tried the best she could to avoid the broken stuff on the ground, although when they were deeper into the city it seemed unavoidable. Still, when the buildings began to be less packed together and more streets visible, she returned to her dance-stepping around the debris. This, as she had observed before, was why humans had made shoes. Still, the closer they made their way to the outskirts of the city, the less of a problem it was. She could deal. Anathra hummed quietly as she plodded along beside the taller male, honey gaze taking in as much as she could. She paused as they passed the university, intrigue sparking a gleam in her eye that Zacor knew too well, and she only agreed to keep on moving after he made a promise that they'd come back to it later. So many new things; this time, hopefully they had enough time to get used to it all and make it home.
Pulled her gaze away from the scenery to fix her attention on Zacor occasionally, watching him watch their surroundings. She often wondered what the chocolate shaded were was thinking, unable to read him beyond his usual apathy. He was intelligent, she knew, so although maybe he didn't act on a lot of things, surely he mulled over them. Maybe she was looking too far into it, but she didn't think so. The red girl "Hmmm'd" and turned her attention forward again, gaze roaming over the street that lay ahead of them. The buildings weren't crammed together, but the ones that were there were all types and sizes. Oh, there were plenty of possibilities here. Lips pulled back in a slight grin, and she caught herself giving her companion a sidelong look again.
Startled slightly when she felt his brief touch, smirking at her own skittishness. Ears flicked and tail swished as he spoke, scrutinizing the street again. She grabbed his hand gently with one of her own, pulling him further into the street towards the building she liked the best. Ivy crawled up one side, and the structure was made almost entirely out of faded bricks that were once brighter than the streaks in her hair. What had it once been? Who knew; she probably never would. Hand still wrapped around his own, she stopped in front of this particular building and whirled to face him, sticking her tongue out slightly. I think.. Stood on her tip toes, arm outstretched to play with his fauxhawk with her other hand. That I need to redo your hair. Looked over her shoulder at the building, then back at him, grinning. Oh, this? I think we could shape it up and call it home.
And that was all Anathra said before she tugged him forward again, pushing the door of the woebegone place open.
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