When Andre turned his head to Clover, he met with eyes that had been silently observing him, perhaps for a while, as he’d stretched his shoulders. The girl answered his question with a simple nod. Now that he was ready too, she went ahead of him and hurried to the front side of the carriage, where the debris was. Acting as a barrier in the middle of the path, there was a bunch of rocks and branches. None of them seemed too large, but together they posed a real obstacle for the poor chocobos.
Clover started by grabbing one of the long branches. It was heavy for someone like her, but she still managed to lift it. She walked with it to the side of the road, clumsily enough to almost hit anyone with it by accident.
As she dropped it to the ground, a familiar voice that only she could hear made her stop every movement.
“Clover…! Clover…!â€
Abruptly, she raised her head in the direction of the sound. He was standing between some trees down the hill, staring at her with his huge, unblinking eyes. No one else seemed to be able to see or hear that little black cat, likely because he didn’t even exist. And yet, his presence was always alarming in Clover’s mind; real or not, she’d always pursue him. She had to.
“Clover, follow me, quickly!â€
With no explanations whatsoever, the girl started running downhill toward the trees, her eyes glued to something invisible.
“Wait…†she’d whisper, barely a breath, when the cat ran as well. He took her away from the carriage, away from everyone she was supposed to help.
Clover started by grabbing one of the long branches. It was heavy for someone like her, but she still managed to lift it. She walked with it to the side of the road, clumsily enough to almost hit anyone with it by accident.
As she dropped it to the ground, a familiar voice that only she could hear made her stop every movement.
“Clover…! Clover…!â€
Abruptly, she raised her head in the direction of the sound. He was standing between some trees down the hill, staring at her with his huge, unblinking eyes. No one else seemed to be able to see or hear that little black cat, likely because he didn’t even exist. And yet, his presence was always alarming in Clover’s mind; real or not, she’d always pursue him. She had to.
“Clover, follow me, quickly!â€
With no explanations whatsoever, the girl started running downhill toward the trees, her eyes glued to something invisible.
“Wait…†she’d whisper, barely a breath, when the cat ran as well. He took her away from the carriage, away from everyone she was supposed to help.
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Clover Blake (Hyur) /Â K'mih Yohko (Miqo'te)
