Windows were Zhavi's friend, even when their location was not. Few took to climbing as well as she, and as a result, the security of windows was not something as well established as that of doors. So it was she slipped inside one Ruru's window while he slept, muttering to herself under her breath about those who could sleep so easily, and those who could not.
It was almost morning. The sun was on the horizon, and Zhi wanted in and gone before it could start its daily ritual of blinding her with all of Azeyma's cruel blessings. Scaby whore that she was.
But still, Zhi had no desire to get herself killed. She lingered on the sill, body tense and ready to drop if she absolutely had to. She wouldn't hit the ground or anything so dramatic, but it would hurt.
"Hey," she hissed, rapping her knuckles against the wood sill. "Hey, Ruru-whatever-yer-name-is!"
If she'd anyone she could afford to send, she would have. Oh how she hated being out of her city!
It was almost morning. The sun was on the horizon, and Zhi wanted in and gone before it could start its daily ritual of blinding her with all of Azeyma's cruel blessings. Scaby whore that she was.
But still, Zhi had no desire to get herself killed. She lingered on the sill, body tense and ready to drop if she absolutely had to. She wouldn't hit the ground or anything so dramatic, but it would hurt.
"Hey," she hissed, rapping her knuckles against the wood sill. "Hey, Ruru-whatever-yer-name-is!"
If she'd anyone she could afford to send, she would have. Oh how she hated being out of her city!
