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[indent]The song that filled her pointed ears with delight had come to a tender halt, the soothing goosebumps that had rippled over her flesh soon rippling away; off into the wind like the life she despised before these moments. The woman's stomach churned in haste as her body struggled to lift itself from the ground; bumps, scratches and bruises burned her bare feet. Tainted fingers clenched to the woman's, balance wavering to and fro, legs shaking in an uncertainty. It was only the warmth from the serene woman that had allowed her to fight all bodily instincts to falter and fall to the ground, her frame bumping up and against the lady until she was nearly upright. [color=92278f]"It's very nice to meet you as well, Ana. I can't believe I was so stupid as to not realize I was just outside of.. Food.."[/color] Words lingered as she adorned the lady with a quick nickname, mostly for the fact she hadn't the strength to speak much in these moments. Perhaps if it wasn't for her devastating state of being, she may have noticed the fury in the woman's eyes, but the horned woman simply tucked to her, unsure if she was fond of being used as a support pillar; Calliope truly had no other choice if she was to make her way inside the tavern. [color=92278f]"Food.."[/color] that was the last bit she had spoken before wrapping her arms to the woman and holding to her waist, face tucked in an effort to remain strong in such vulnerable moments. Calliope was unable to notice the figures of bodies that had slinked and slithered past them on their own journey into the outdoors, her focus on the grumbling of her innards and the sore muscles that were far more telling upon stance.


Calliope couldn't wait to remember the feeling of a warm fire, a full belly and a healed body. Perhaps she found a friend, a place of solace. Time would tell, as would demeanor; she smiled at the thought, attempting to join the woman inside with slow, careful steps.[/indent]
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