|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Mar 02, 2017 10:32 am
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Jul 01, 2017 10:29 pm
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) |
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) |
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) |
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/posts/say/say_b1_p.gif) |
Vremea couldn't help but notice the constant sound of thumping. She lived nearer to the ground than most of the others, so not only had she heard the throwing and breaking coming from underneath her, she'd heard one last, loud scream that ended with a loud thump. Vremea squinted, looking out from her small window, only to see a small figure curled into itself. Vremea's eyebrow arched a little, and instead of minding her own business, the yellowblood decided to, well, take things into her own hands. She headed down the stairs connecting to the main stairs, careful until she reached the ending and saw it was someone familiar-- Akkira, the redblood living on the outskirts of the swamp but still participating and learning from them. Vremea had babysat them all on multiple occasions, but this was one of the first times she'd seen Akkira so despondent. She normally held a mischievous smile on her face and/or was whacking Cynril into cleaning himself.
She'd never seen her so... unenthusiastic. Vremea brushed off a little dust from her skirt. "Akkira? Are you alright?" She questioned, unsure. She didn't know if it'd been her place to ask these things...
|
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) |
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) |
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) |
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) |
|
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/template/s.gif) |
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/template/s.gif) |
|
|
|
|
|
|
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/template/s.gif) |
|
|
|
|
|