blythe ruffles the dogs' fur at her feet while she takes a sip from her wine glass in the other. " told you pogo was doin' just fine. " expression remains neutral as she looks out at the other two dogs playing with each other out on the lawn. the name brings her back to her boarding school dorm, where two teenage girls were about to form a friendship to see them through life : loss, love, a separation, forgiveness . . . she lets out an airy sigh before looking to penny, chin resting against her shoulder. smile quickly blooms and nose scrunches as her laughter builds, spilling over the wooden deck warmed by the afternoon sun. " oh come on, it's funny. " she leans into the chair, placing the wine glass down on the table between them with a clink. " and before you ask, don is still on duty. you can save your quips for later. "
she brushes blonde tresses over her shoulder while settling into the sound of rustling leaves and the bark of the dogs as they find joy in chasing each other along the perimeter of green. she catches a glimpse of penny out of the corner of her eye and immediately does a double take, the other taking the reigns of her attention. she analyzes, noting the way her features had settled. " penny ... " blythe prods gently, a shift towards concern. curiosity. a reminder she would always be a safe place to land. " somethin' is clearly on your mind. "
@lovetold - as penelope sinclair.
