DarkWarrioress
~ An Amethyst Mist ~
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Morning came, it always did and she for one, was grateful. She had far too much living to do. She rolled over in bed and found it empty, which did not surprise her in the least. She rolled out of bed, took a quick shower, donning an emerald green top held up by spaghetti straps and a pair of black shorts. She debated sandals but simply chose to go barefooted. Even as a child she could never stand having anything on her feet.
She meandered out to the kitchen, fixed a cup of coffee, grabbed something quick from the fruit bowl and headed for her office. There were thoughts rolling around in her head, creative or introspective, she wasn't sure, maybe both.
There was no sign of M and she grinned as she bit into the apple. Work. She'd catch up with him sooner or later, she was sure.
The door to her study was open. Setting her mug on the desk, she moved to open the glass doors that led to another small patio but this one was part of the larger one that wrapped around the house. There was a small breeze from the ocean not far away and it felt good as the day promised to be warm.
Returning to her desk chair Cait sat down and reached for her coffee. Her eyes idly scanned the things on her desk. There weren't too many to clutter it. A picture of her lion, one of the Lady Wolf, one of Glad, her dagger and the vase that held the now dying flower from LI. Mental note: Dispose of the dying. She didn't need it to be reminded of him.
Keyboard or Journal. Hm.
She meandered out to the kitchen, fixed a cup of coffee, grabbed something quick from the fruit bowl and headed for her office. There were thoughts rolling around in her head, creative or introspective, she wasn't sure, maybe both.
There was no sign of M and she grinned as she bit into the apple. Work. She'd catch up with him sooner or later, she was sure.
The door to her study was open. Setting her mug on the desk, she moved to open the glass doors that led to another small patio but this one was part of the larger one that wrapped around the house. There was a small breeze from the ocean not far away and it felt good as the day promised to be warm.
Returning to her desk chair Cait sat down and reached for her coffee. Her eyes idly scanned the things on her desk. There weren't too many to clutter it. A picture of her lion, one of the Lady Wolf, one of Glad, her dagger and the vase that held the now dying flower from LI. Mental note: Dispose of the dying. She didn't need it to be reminded of him.
Keyboard or Journal. Hm.