The breeze blew with a cool shroud chill across the quietly humming outdoor porch of the Gridanian forest cafe. The tall Hyur blonde carefully lowered her teacup back to the surface of the table; freshly manicured fingers remained gently wrapped around the cup for the measure of warmth it offered. Carmined-red lips offered a soft smile: everything seemed to be conspiring to rewind her of the Shroud she knew.Â
With a little rustle she unfolded the morning flyer. If she was going to be away from home she may as well follow the news! Lips pursed as she read the headline. "Oh Kiht Kat will just love this..." she thought. With another sip of tea she began to read the article in earnest, finding the trip suddenly a little more interesting!
With a little rustle she unfolded the morning flyer. If she was going to be away from home she may as well follow the news! Lips pursed as she read the headline. "Oh Kiht Kat will just love this..." she thought. With another sip of tea she began to read the article in earnest, finding the trip suddenly a little more interesting!