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| astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK | & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf Text Cut: Avalon the Adventurer Quote:
Originally Posted by AlwaysSnapesGirl "But that's what makes it interesting!" insisted Avalon, just as she hauled herself up with a huff, swinging a leg over. She balanced on the fence for a few moments, her breaths appearing in the cold air like little ghosts. "'Cause if it was just an empty den, then there'd be nothing worth checking out."
And with that, she swung her other leg over and slid to the ground. It wasn't that far of a fall, but a slick, icy spot on the ground caused her to stumble. Her arms flailed for a few seconds before she regained her balance - at which time, she threw her hands in the air like a gymnast who had successfully completed a trick.
She turned back to look at Bria with a grin. "C'mon! Bet there's gotta be a cool bird or something in-"
A twig snapped nearby, somewhere around the shack. Avalon froze, glancing back at it. That was...probably the very bird or some other creature that she was talking about, right? Probably something cool and...and not at all scary...
Bria sighed, shifting her weight. Because... like... there were probably loads of nests inside the building... and maybe some crows roosting as well... or perhaps a whole parliament of owls on break from delivering the post.
She had been just about to roll her eyes fondly at Avalon's theatrics when the sharp snap of a twig cut through the crisp air. Bria's head snapped toward the shack, her grip tightening on the fence. "That... was probably a bird," she offered, though the way her voice tilted at the end made it clear she wasn't entirely convinced. Wishful thinking was still perfectly practical thinking, however! Her breath curled in front of her as she hesitated, peering toward the shadows. "Or, you know, something not a bird."
Bria swallowed, forcing a nervous grin as she glanced at her friend. "W-well... guess there's only one way to find out!" she chirped, voice light but not quite steady. She exhaled sharply - more for her own sake than anything else - before swinging her leg over the fence - though not with nearly as much the same pizzaz as her friend - and dropping down beside Avalon. Her boots crunched against the frost-bitten ground, and she shot Avalon a look that was half determination, half please let this not be something horrible, half positively enthralled with the sense of adventure being nurtured between them - which was too many halves but who was actually counting?
"Lead the way," she said, tugging her scarf a little tighter around her neck.
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