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02-09-2015, 06:17 PM
She's just like the weather. Can't hold her together. Arya ambles along with Rhoa. There was sense of eagerness with undertones of urgency written across her face. He declares his knowledge of the others around them. She listens as Rhoa addresses the other boys. Both bear the familiar scent of her home and she smiles at them. She turns towards Rhoa as he speaks. “There are always more to warn,” She says a bit more seriously. Even if these boys had marched up to the top of the Frostbreath Steppe and screamed, there is more who need to hear. Both of them are too quiet and it is time she take matters into her own hands. The huntress prances off from the group and inhales deeply. “HEY!” She shouts looking at any who might listen. “THE BOAT IS LOVE, THE BOAT IS LIFE!” What the fuck that is supposed to mean she doesn’t know. “Earth God wants to purify the world and he’s giving us an opportunity to get away. Head towards the giant boat in the meadow!” Then she trots back over towards the trio of colts. “I’m Arya.” [I literally have no self control Arya is with Rhoa.] "talk" |
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