[p] a foot in the door

Lena Rhiannon · 10-08-2012, 05:40 PM

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3 October, twilight, at Jordheim!

It felt odd to be in her two legs more often that in her four-legged form.

It was definitely a nice change of pace, and she would sometimes even circle the woods right outside of the little hub of underground houses just to merely walk, basically sucking up the feeling that she was able to go about without having to worry about weird stares going her way. Well, maybe people would still find her odd for walking about in loops, but it didn't bother her that much. It was better to be judged for something silly and easily forgettable, like a funny joke, than to be thought of with something that viewed in a negative light.

She did not spend long doing such in any case, and decided she should start to tidy up her house. Her house. Even the thought made her excited, and after carefully maneuvering through the streets she still were trying to remember, she came upon her own little place. It wasn't terribly dirty at all for an underground place, she thought, only a thin layer of dust was what she had found within. She could only guess someone before her lived in it, and left it in pretty decent condition. She didn't bother with the dust, though, since it didn't bother her, and it took her only a minute of walking about the house to realize two things. One, she couldn't really tell if the house was clean or not, and secondly, she didn't really care if it was messy or not.

So, there was only one thing left to do. Sit and wait outside on the front lawn, posed as if she was expecting someone. Well, she was. It was really only a matter of time before he came across her, one way or another. After all, she was his newest neighbor, right down the dirt path.

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