07-27-2010, 12:18 PM
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Nayru nodded at Liliana’s words, which were almost an understatement. There was all sorts of stuff here, more than one could imagine. With a flashed smile and a wag of her tail Nayru led the way towards the first mound of trash, never pausing to consider that Liliana might not want to get so close and personal with the dump. The cow patterned girl would admit that the stench was not pleasant, and that sometimes the scent followed her home but Nayru always went to the harbor after a visit at the dump and let the salty water rinse her fur. She’d rather smell of the sea than of the wasteland. Still, to pilfer through the mounds of past human belongings never phased her and so up the first hill of trash she went. "If you find something you really want, you could have it. No one cares about this stuff anyway." Nayru came up to an empty refrigerator on it’s back, the door missing. It was filled with dirt and mold and Nayru did not even wrinkle her face at the mass of decaying matter collected in it. Buried in all the gunk and garbage were treasures, or so she believed, if only she could find them. |