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She was absorbed in the simple fact that she was alone.


Completely, and totally alone. Nobody was looking for her, had they wanted her in the first place? Ksenija grimaced as she closed her sky-blue eyes, nestling her muzzle between her arms for warmth. It was mostly quiet, a few birds singing here and there with the rising morning. She concentrated on their carefree song, filling the void in her mind. The storm-colored fae began humming to herself, carefully matching her tone to theirs. It was quiet, but still lovely. In some places she would falter and clear her throat, but she persisted and kept humming their song. A new scent invaded the area and immediately Ksenija stopped, eyes still closed and muzzle still buried in her thin arms.


A voice spoke out to her and Ksenija untangled herself, removing long, bony limbs so that she could stretch out and look upon the new face. It was an older male, multi-colored wearing a colorful poncho and carrying a walking stick. He had dark hair, peppered with white and gray - attesting to his age. The strange male, fellow tribes member, she corrected herself seemed to be favoring his ankle. The hurricane had affected everybody, it seemed. Slowly the area around the Town Hall was being cleared, but there were still large branches and an obscene amount of mud. Plenty of huts had been wiped out, she had been told, and Ksenija could see where they had once stood.


The Russian indicated with a nod of her head that she didn’t mind, and then found herself unsure of what to say. Conversation with Saqui had been easy enough, but she had been female. Ksenija did not like or trust males whatsoever, and she kept a careful eye trained on the suspicious male. Somewhere in her lost memories a male had wronged her. She felt it within her very bones, and was extremely distrustful of them. The mottled male that had helped her into AniWaya had almost been snapped at when he got too close, but her feral, fractured mind had recognized he had been there to help and not hurt. “ I’m new. “ She said simply, her accent noticeable but less so due to how quiet she was speaking.

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