ERKU
❝ As the signs manifest, so do I read them. From the sky; from the birds; from the dance; from the animals; from portents. All such things did conspire to bring you here, to bring life back to the world of Erku. ❞
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She's miserable and soaked through, clothes clinging and weighing her down as the rain falls down even heavier. It's coming down so hard, she has to squint to try to see through it. It's really no use though. Her ears droop pathetically as she wraps her arms around herself, hugging tight. She hates this.
She scurries along as quickly as possible, trying to make her way through with the hopes she can get inside somewhere before the flooding starts. It would help if she even knew where she was, but the rain is too heavy to even be sure. She might just be walking in circles or heading first into danger and she'd never know.
Not a great position to be in.
"Excuse me!" She calls out when she sees the first person-shaped thing ahead. "Excuse me! Do you know a safe place to go? This is horrible!"
There's a sharp ouch when she's stung, a wince going through her. It's alarming, but it doesn't stick in her mind too long curiously enough. She should be concerned, but mostly, there's a warmth that goes through her, an eagerness to press up against someone. Someone that makes her heart skip a beat and leaves her almost tingling with eagerness.
"Do you mind?" She asks as she presses herself up against a solid body, her hand sliding into theirs.
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