Plumeria slows, just enough for her paws to graze over the stone ground instead of tapping against it. The warmth that clings to her doesn’t fade – but she ignores it all the same. At the sound of his name, she glances back over her shoulder, eyes soft, brighter now.
Her tail gives a loose, easy sway. She doesn’t push, doesn’t crowd – but she stays.
She pads on, unhurried, trusting the tunnel to open where it needs to. The air still feels strange, but she breathes it in anyway.
She glances back again, offering him a small, reassuring smile, its warm, maybe even a little mischievous.
A moment of silence, and that soft chuff of her own laughter.
Radovan
Radovan,she repeats,
Strong name. It suits you.
Her tail gives a loose, easy sway. She doesn’t push, doesn’t crowd – but she stays.
And yes,she adds, turning forward again.
One moment I was somewhere else… and the next, here. It was strange really...
She pads on, unhurried, trusting the tunnel to open where it needs to. The air still feels strange, but she breathes it in anyway.
You’re right, though,she murmurs, ears flicking as if she can hear something he can’t.
We’ve barely scrapped the edge of whatever this place is. But it doesn’t feel… cruel. At least… I don’t think.
She glances back again, offering him a small, reassuring smile, its warm, maybe even a little mischievous.
Plumeria,she says simply.
Or Merri, whatever's easier for you,
A moment of silence, and that soft chuff of her own laughter.
So.... where are you headed in this… strange world?
Radovan