D'aww. Niecey-aunt time.
She was alone in the grass of Borgata Tecolotl, alone with her satchel filled with the dried hallucinogenics and her displeasure about the fire-haired Xochime Kimaris. For a moment, she cursed herself about traveling away from the comforts of her home within Borgata Colotl — she should have sought out Sirius to deal with her irritation upon his back. Instead, she had chosen to venture away from the ruins into solitude, a solitude she did not want nor appreciate. And she blamed Xochime.
Of course, loneliness never stayed long with the golden Kimaris, and the heavy thud of a child's weight roused her from her place upon the ground. Fiery eyes gazed through the blades of grass upon the sandy young female she knew as Salvia, the only part of the Eternity family that the Crone appreciated apart from Eris herself. A faint smile crossed over black-lined lips, small body rising from the ground with the help of scarified arms. "Hola, niña. Whaye you come ahll this way?" Her gaze turned away from her niece, searching the land behind her for sights of the black buffoon who had fathered her; since their move from the caves of Anathema to the hidden land of Salsola, the Kimaris made no effort to hide her sheer disgust in Larkspur D'Angelo's person.
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