10-08-2017, 08:57 PM
Looking out the window of her quarters, Seasil shifted uncomfortably, turning back to the door, her pupils became slits in anticipation. Mistral is usually here by now...
The dragonelle figeted with the knitting needles in her hands. The formation of a tube, soon to belong to a sock, white, grey and teal, sat on her lap. She looked to the left and right one more time, almost asking the air for permission before she stood. Clearing her throat, interrupting herself, she gathered her supplies and carried them across the room to her bed.
She stashed the three needles and pile of yarn that trailed behind her to the best of her ability. Still, the pesky grey ball of yarn made a dashing escape as its companions sat idly by on the mattress like good little inanimate objects. The yarn ball rolled its way off the bed and back down onto the floor.
It was then, as Seasil started to chase it, that there was a knock at the door. Her eyes widened. By the Emblems, she's not... not supposed to see it yet!
"Hhhghghgh."
The dragonelle figeted with the knitting needles in her hands. The formation of a tube, soon to belong to a sock, white, grey and teal, sat on her lap. She looked to the left and right one more time, almost asking the air for permission before she stood. Clearing her throat, interrupting herself, she gathered her supplies and carried them across the room to her bed.
She stashed the three needles and pile of yarn that trailed behind her to the best of her ability. Still, the pesky grey ball of yarn made a dashing escape as its companions sat idly by on the mattress like good little inanimate objects. The yarn ball rolled its way off the bed and back down onto the floor.
It was then, as Seasil started to chase it, that there was a knock at the door. Her eyes widened. By the Emblems, she's not... not supposed to see it yet!
"Hhhghghgh."