OOC: I hope you don't mind a panda coming in her and talking to little jackson <3 +3
let me be the one to say, 'I'm not jesus, you can't run away!'
She was on a mission, like always. Her mission today was to get some salt water, and to also take some time away from Venom to get her head straight, and to just relax on the beach. She knew that she wouldn't have too long without the male following behind her, possibly an hour or so at most but that was all she needed really to straighten her mind and whatnot. She was in her Optime form, and she had been dressed in her black shorts and she had her plaid shirt open on her shoulders and her satchel on her side. Within her satchel she had herself a sketchbook and a pencil and then a jar of marijuana and some papers to roll it into when she decided that she wanted to smoke. She also had a lighter somewhere along the other little trinkets that she brought along (her pendulum, for example) in the bag that she thought that she might need, or just wanted to have in case of emergency. She walked along out of Anathema lands with ease, following a trail along to a beach that she hadn't been to before, and because of this fact, she found it rather necessary to mark her way so she knew the way back home.
When she hit the shores of the beach, she let a soft smile place itself on her maw and she walked down the beach, along the water line so that her feet would get wet, but nothing else on her body would unless the waves came up too high, but they didn't so she was mostly dry, only about to her ankles was the highest water spot on her body at the moment. The woman gracefully moved along the beach, trying to find the perfect spot that she was supposed to sit and meditate. She would end up going pretty far out, until the ocean breeze had uncovered an Anatheman scent that was unfamiliar to her. She cocked her head and decided to seek this individual and see who it might be. Panda was a social being in the end of it all, so she was not against meeting another member of her 'family'. It'd only take a few more minutes of walking for the woman to finally get a visual on the being whose scent was on the wind. He was young, and rather interesting looking. Pretty cute though with his floppy ears and all.
She quickened her pace to where she would come to two yards from the boy. Hey, you're from Anathema too, right? My name's Panda...Who're you? she asked in a friendly tone, a smile on her face as she looked at the freckled lupus boy.
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