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[runningintotime]

Who: A new arrival
When: Day 143, late morning
Where: the fourth floor windows just beyond the shrines
What: watching it rain

[A young woman in red is staring out the windows at the rain with a bemused smile, her right eye covered by strips of reddish cloth. She's carrying a metal staff and has a small foxhawk riding on her shoulder.]


Well, they could have at least greeted me with more pleasant weather, don't you think?

Comments

[puckable]

[Small combo of a sigh and a laugh.]

Inside joke from my world. It was a compliment, though.

[runningintotime]

Then I will accept it as such.

[puckable]

Wise choice.

So what kind of creature is that? [Foxhawk.]

[runningintotime]

A foxhawk. Karabi.

[bringing her arm forward to let him see better]

[puckable]

[Reeaaaaches very slowly to try and pet it.]

Fitting name.

[runningintotime]

[it makes a soft chittering yip and fans its wings]

Don't rush it. Wild things take time to trust.

[puckable]

Kestrel and Karabi. Alliterative- nice choice.

I didn't know we could take pets into this place, though.

[runningintotime]

No one told me otherwise.

[puckable]

Wish I'd been allowed to take a pet too.

[runningintotime]

Did one die with you?

[puckable]

[wince] Sadly, yes.

[runningintotime]

I'm sorry, then, for your loss. I do not know how Karabi came to stay with me, honestly.