The sky was filled with clouds today, clouds that were shedding a light snowfall across the lands. It had been snowing since the early morning, now it was almost dusk, the sun was slowly sinking in the sky behind the clouds, the lands getting obviously darker with each passing moment. The day had been fairly chilled, with the breeze that blew across the lands being rather cold. All around the layer of snow that covered the ground was getting thicker, making a delightful crunching sound beneath the feet of whoever walked upon it. Robin was enjoying that at the moment, even though she was now over a year old she still had her moments of childlike delight, one of these was at the crunching sound that echoed around with every step that she took. She had been out and about for the whole day, maintaining fences and buildings around the land, she had worked hard and was rather pleased with what she had achieved during the day, all in all things seemed to be working out pretty well for the patchwork Aatte. She smiled to herself and adjusted the bandanna that she had taken to wearing as a headband, the rest of her chocolate coloured mane had been tied back into a loose braid at the base of her skull, she was dressed for action and work today, as she usually was. As usual her bow and quiver were slung across her back, she liked to keep them as close as possible whenever she was out and about in the lands, after all one could never know when they might come in useful. She had been planning to see Liam yesterday, but had ended up so caught up in what she was doing with Caspa that she had never gotten around to it, the young female could not deny that she found the pale woman fascinating, her heritage giving her a strange, almost ethereal look sometimes, it was nice, she was nice, the patchwork girl had enjoyed her day with her. But she had been putting off seeing Liam for too long now, they had to talk, Robin had been foolish enough to kiss him and the time had come to apologise properly, in person, well wolf.
The young female walked quickly, she had not smelt him around the hotel yesterday, so the chances were that Liam was still living with his parents. This was a place that she knew well, having many happy memories of the place, she walked quickly, long legs taking her across the land with relative ease. Soon enough the familiar house came into view, she wondered for a moment if Ayita would be there as well, perhaps she would have cooked again, her food had been delicious. At this thought the young patchwork girl's stomach rumbled for a moment, she looked down at it guiltily, she hoped that Ayita had cooked indeed so that she might be able to have some food, but she decided not to ask to be fed, after all that was rather rude. Soon enough the female was climbing the steps to the porch, she smiled to herself for a moment, trying desperately to squash the twin feelings that she got whenever she thought of Liam, first the swirling feeling, something that confused her, a feeling of longing for the brown Catori and then the other feeling, the crippling embarrassment that had come from when she had kissed him. She adjusted her mane one more time and raised a muted grey hand to the door. She knocked, once, twice, three times, now all there was to do was wait.
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