@turroned — starter !!
“ YOU — COME FOR — WHAT, AGAIN? ” The question is punctuated by heavy pants of exhaustion as the herder’s head turns to properly survey a particularly familiar face. She’d failed to hear whatever words the geometric girl had spoken moments prior, caught in the midst of a mad dash around the terrarium to retrieve her staff from the jaws of a mischievous dog — the canine in question now dangled comically from the crook as she grasped onto it, oblivious and wagging up a storm. Absentmindedly, the Shepherd tries to pry the slobbering mouth away, shoulders slackened and a single brow quirked ; she’s softened considerably since their last encounter, but it currently hardly shows in her bewildered expression. She doesn’t wait for a response before she makes assumptions. “ Must come back to see RUNAS, да? Нет больше причин, чтобы здесь находиться. But you know the way already. So why return here to me? ”
