tell the world I'm coming home

Amata Sadira · 02-26-2011, 01:21 PM

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WC: 301 OOC: Poooorr Artie ; ;

She could see that the poor girl was still having troubles with what had happened the day she fell. Amata couldn’t blame the poor girl, she’d been sleeping for nearly a month, it was crazy to think that she would remember the days they spent by her side if she was asleep. She turned her eyes from the ball to the young girl, her voice sad as it answered Amata’s question.

I see… You miss him huh?

She said. She listened to her sister’s advice and pulled up another chair next to her, leaving the book on the side table forgotten. This was much more important. She wondered what Artemis thought about Denali running away, she’d seen the two were close, and it seemed to have a big impact on her when she learned he disappeared… that’s what she heard anyway. She was thinking of different scenarios of what to do to help her sister, but she wouldn’t be able to do much without seeing what was on the girls mind. The ball was a good indicator though…but she wanted to confirm it with her sisters words. It was hard to think of what to say though, she was thinking with her doctors mind, where there was a cure for some kind of ailment, but there was none for heart ache, just the right amount of words, time, and love. The words were not something she was best at. Like Artemis she has been the type to adventure and get herself into scuffles with some poor rodent or to go diving off the sheds when they had snow so deep it wouldn’t hurt as much to fall into them. Amata knew what it was like, but she didn’t know what it was like to have that energy suppressed for so long.
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