I'll think of a better title later.
A private RP for
Kaye(yep, she's back) and Chantico's
Benedict.
I'll try to start. Taking inspiration from this gorgeous
painting.
The black doe was resting on the grass just on the outskirts of the pond. She surrounded herself with her dandelions, the only source of comfort she had when Noa wasn't around- No, that wasn't right. She wasn't dependent on Noa. She couldn't be dependent on Noa. She didn't
need anyone. She didn't
need Noa to sit with her every waking second of every day. She could handle herself. Right? Sure she could.
Sure she could.
The red eyed doe lowered her head to the ground, staring at the little plant in front of. "
It's funny that you're considered a weed, little dandelion," she murmured, her voice soft, as if she didn't want anyone to overhear her talking to a plant. Let alone wonder why she was lying down in the middle of a dandelion patch. "
I think you're the prettiest flower. You change. Other flowers don't do that, do they? They just wither and die...but you...you don't. You don't give up 'til the end...you fade away just as bright and cheerful as you did when you first bloomed."
