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Sofia boldly followed Geneva up the stairs. She was still sort of scared, but it definitely helped seeing that someone was successfully climbing up in front of her. The stairs would hold the weight of the other female, surely they would be fine holding someone as underfed as the hybrid girl. Still, though, she clutched the railing pretty tightly, her palms picking up a fair amount of dust. She wondered if she would recognize the "strange human objects" up at the top. The pack in which she had spent most of her life in very much relied on human technology, buildings, and objects. She had lived most of her life sleeping in a bed inside a house, and most of the work that she put into that pack involved keeping various human objects in working condition.
They reached the top, where sunlight through the windows blinded her dark-adjusted eyes momentarily. Instead of examining the objects, though, she marveled at the view. They could see not only the whole island from here, but the shore from whence they came. In her explorations of these lands, she had found many great views, but something about the way the sunlight dappled the waters gave this one a particular edge above the others. "Wow.." She breathed, before turning to see the reaction of the other, sparing a glance to see what the human objects were.
Sofia boldly followed Geneva up the stairs. She was still sort of scared, but it definitely helped seeing that someone was successfully climbing up in front of her. The stairs would hold the weight of the other female, surely they would be fine holding someone as underfed as the hybrid girl. Still, though, she clutched the railing pretty tightly, her palms picking up a fair amount of dust. She wondered if she would recognize the "strange human objects" up at the top. The pack in which she had spent most of her life in very much relied on human technology, buildings, and objects. She had lived most of her life sleeping in a bed inside a house, and most of the work that she put into that pack involved keeping various human objects in working condition.
They reached the top, where sunlight through the windows blinded her dark-adjusted eyes momentarily. Instead of examining the objects, though, she marveled at the view. They could see not only the whole island from here, but the shore from whence they came. In her explorations of these lands, she had found many great views, but something about the way the sunlight dappled the waters gave this one a particular edge above the others. "Wow.." She breathed, before turning to see the reaction of the other, sparing a glance to see what the human objects were.