Tensions come to a head | Rayyad & Ayanna (. @wxlfgangsoutcast.)
The Keeper sat hunched over her table, head in her hands, the long blonde locks covering her face like a thick curtain, while her cigarette burned away in the ashtray.
Many matters picked at her brain like stinging bees, fighting for prominence as they drained her of all the energy she had. In such times she wondered why she let her father talk her into taking up his mantle. Maybe she was a good leader, but that didn’t mean she had the stamina to put up with the kind of stress she had been handling for the past few months. Sure, she could chase after game for hours but the tiredness after those sessions didn’t threaten to crush her bones.
She was lost in thought, or rather in efforts to ignore all thoughts, till there was a knock at her door. Looking up with a snap of her head, Ayanna was surprised to see who her visitor was.
“Rayyad? What brings you to my office?”