(Heaven's BBS)

[stonebird]

Posted: September 13th
From: Dali

(With life comes death. Sansa knows this lesson intimately, but the mourning is never easier to bear.)

Some would think me ridiculous. (She is definitely teary-eyed and her complexion is a little blotchy. No one looks good crying, okay.) I have said farewell to one of my sheep. She was sweet and I think she was old when we met.

(Her pygmy goat is resting in her lap, trying to be a comfort.)

If...someone could help me move her? I know the wolves would be appreciative of the gift.

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[stonebird]

They have more intelligence than I ever gave them credit. (She scratches behind her little goat's ears.)

Nice to meet you, Noctis. I'm Sansa or Dali.

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[nightcure]

Honestly? Yeah, I agree.

I'll see you soon, Sansa.

[ And it doesn't take him too long, either. When he arrives at her temple, he takes a look around before calling out, ]

Sansa?

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[stonebird]

(A pygmy goat will find him first, eager to greet any guests with a happy bounce. Sansa is not far behind, wearing a dress in grey. She has attempted to clean up after crying, but there is still evidence of it around her eyes.)

She is this way. (The goat trots after Sansa as she turns to lead.) I am not very strong, but I will help you. We might even see the wolves; they are usually not far at this time.

permathat!

[nightcure]

[ Oh man... Noctis gives the goat a little pat and he lifts a hand in greeting before he falls into step beside her. ]

I don't mind carrying it myself. You've been through enough today, anyway.

:D

[stonebird]

(Noctis is a nice man, so he gets a friendly head butt. Sansa gives a weak smile, her hands crossed before her.)

I should consider it an honor. She was a good friend in her own way.

(She guides them to the poor, motionless sheep. The little pygmy goat takes his leave, chasing after a new adventure. There are plenty to find around Dali's temple and this isn't comfortable for him.

Sansa kneels down and gently readjusts the flowers woven around the sheep's neck. It's a nice farewell, she thinks.)

[nightcure]

[ Scritchy scritchy! What a good goat. ]

Then you should definitely give a hand.

[ Noctis follows, hands in his pockets, and frowns as he kneels down, too, to give it a pat. ]

... The flowers are pretty. It's a good final gift to her.

[stonebird]

(He is, yes he is! Does Noctis like his little bell too? He is awfully proud of it.)

This is more than I could do for my family.

(She lifts the sheep's head carefully, gazing at the flowers.)

Do you have family here? Or back home?