Zephyr
She catches up to him, matches his strides. They are traveling "together" now, but Zephyr can only assume by Longclaw's bad attitude that it won't be for very long. She rolls her eyes at his remark and ignores it.
She is surprised how easily she can maneuver along the rough patches of land now that she can see, and as she skips and jumps, her ears are focused on what he is saying to her.
"I'm not lonely," She replies to him, the lids of her eyes thinning into slits. "I just figured, we both live here. And I was generally curious. I mean, you were the first person to show up after Carnage released me..." She hops over a rock, looks over to him. "...No matter how unpleasant you are." A soft chuckle, although she can already guess he won't find it very funny.
"What is it you do here, Zephyr?" He finally asks, and she furrows her brows. For the longest time, she really had done nothing to further along Tephra. She had always been too afraid. She knew it would seem pathetic, but at this point, what did she have to lose by telling him?
"Resident Tephran," She says matter-of-factly. "Although, I do wish for more."
when it's said and done, we'll have our scars to show
@[Longclaw]