my heart is washed up in bleach.
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set for two weeks from now. also, lets not forget our other thread. xD

It had been a few weeks since the sailor and the snake woman had met, and they had gained eachother's friendship and trust almost immediately. The two females were almost inseparable and Ksenija felt something akin to a crush forming for her flaxen-haired companion. Medusa was alluring in a multitude of ways, the way she made friends and was protective of her slithering friends and her beauty. It was unfortunate about the scar that was raked across her face, and more then anything Ksen wanted to ask how it happened so she could protect Dusa from that ever happening again but she was somewhat afraid too. It seemed to be very sensitive to the Caspian Sea Wolf and the few times Ksenija had leaned into asking, her cherished friend had clammed up. All in all, she would leave it alone until Medusa felt comfortable in confiding her.


Since they had been roaming the unclaimed lands Ksen had fostered a feeling of fierce protection over her and was constantly checking over her shoulder for danger. Thus far however, they had been safe. A few times in conversation the topic of joining a pack had been brought up, and Anathema was pinpointed as an area of interest. However, neither of them knew much about it and they had been scouting the nearby lands for a pack member to question, but had been out of luck so far. Last night they had hunkered down for the night in a peaceful glade of trees somewhat near the pack borders and had fallen asleep beside eachother, Ksenija too nervous to do anything besides casually brush up against the other woman. Sometime soon she would have to tell the other woman her feels and make a move, seeing as both of them were into women. The very thought of admitting to Medusa her feelings had butterflies fluttering around in her stomach and a smile plastered on her face.


Ksenija gently stirred and inhaled deeply as she woke up, rising from her sleeping position to sit up and rub at her eyes groggily. " Medusa.. " She said softly as she looked at the beautiful sleeping woman beside her, hoping to rouse her. They needed to get up and scour the area for pack members to speak too.



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