Herp. c:
Medusa had, as of late, started wandering farther and farther. As she, at one point, approached a pack she considered joining, she inexplicably left it. She decided not to howl at the borders (something you apparently were supposed to do), and felt glad for doing so. As she wandered further and further north, her tattered cape fluttering in the slight breeze, she felt confident in her decision.
The woman let her fingers brush against deadened trees as her feet crunched against as she walked towards a destination she was told of prior. A large dog had found her and told her of a place that seemed interesting, a place that reminded her of her youth. She had seen pirates and sailors come and go every day for most of her life back home, and upon discovering that they were still around, even in this odd place, she jumped at the chance to live with them.
Finally arriving at the place she was told, by Fritz, she saw the large man and also a smaller man, as well as a female, who she did not recognize. Hello, Fritz, Medusa called out, her heavily accented voice carrying to them. As she walked over, she stroked Armani and Eszter and smiled. She was calm, the Narrator purring in her head. The two of them were happy. Today was a good day.
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