Iso'bel leans back in the seat of her favourite corner booth, sighing into the small, delicate teacup held in her paw, drawing a sip. She still had some time before Sophia's errands were finished and the merchant was ready to leave the city. Just enough to enjoy one final pot of tea and reflect on what was to come.
So, after five years, her time in the capital had come to an end. A third of her life, spent within the walls of the enclave, in service to the Earth Weavers. Now, it was all over, her reputation ruined, thanks to one stupid, blind mistake.
Who am I kidding? It was a series of errors and poor decisions... boiled down into one desperate fight. The rabbit-kin shakes her head, still feeling the conspicuous absence of the staff that had been a constant, unwelcome companion for so long. I only wish it had not also resulted in sullying the names of those that I respect.
Regardless, what is done is done. Sighing again, she places the cup back on the table. The only thing I can do now is live with the consequences, and carry on.
So, after five years, her time in the capital had come to an end. A third of her life, spent within the walls of the enclave, in service to the Earth Weavers. Now, it was all over, her reputation ruined, thanks to one stupid, blind mistake.
Who am I kidding? It was a series of errors and poor decisions... boiled down into one desperate fight. The rabbit-kin shakes her head, still feeling the conspicuous absence of the staff that had been a constant, unwelcome companion for so long. I only wish it had not also resulted in sullying the names of those that I respect.
Regardless, what is done is done. Sighing again, she places the cup back on the table. The only thing I can do now is live with the consequences, and carry on.