05-25-2021, 04:52 PM
The Guru was going to need as much emotional help as could be provided, and while Angel wasn't too confident in the whole feelings thing for most of the Coalition, made up mostly of adults who needed a drink and a break, and children. Some of those children even needed a drink and a break. The jaguar cub on the other hand, he thought he was fine. Stable enough, an unusual ability to handle other's breakdowns and misery at the grand old age of 5 months. Yeesh.
Arriving a minute later than the rest, Angel attempted to lean against one of the Guru's legs, squinting at the vines among the side of the grave. Like the earth itself was grieving. It was strange.
Arriving a minute later than the rest, Angel attempted to lean against one of the Guru's legs, squinting at the vines among the side of the grave. Like the earth itself was grieving. It was strange.
[i]your little hands of paradise, give them here and hang on tight
— Reggan