another mind, another soul, another body to grow old. it's not complicated.
Otem wanted to smile and take a moment to savour her victory, but something told her that it was better to refrain. Although there were only ghostly eyes and flashes of teeth and lips and tongues, it still appeared as though the spirits were a bit ... sad? Put out? She couldn't really describe what she thought they were feeling, but it wasn't anything that smiling would make better. So instead the oak filly twitched her lips, swallowed down the bubble of joy that had formed in the back of her throat where her anger had been only moments ago, and just listened. |
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