Tokala

Intro  He ––––––––––––– I'm by no means frightened of the world, despite it's great yet terribleness, but there's a storm brewing and I've travelled water long enough to know not to stay during a thunderstorm. Besides, the wares I carry in my canoe would be soaked. My name is Tokala and I come the from north of this river, it's late but early autumn so the sun isn't quite set though the sky is tainted orange and pink. Oh well, there's a nice looking home on the bank, a beautifully wild garden that is most likely a haven of bees earlier in the day. ° ° ° ° {You} –––––––—––––––––– For once I'm at home by myself, I didn't get dragged to pa's drinking nights today which is perfectly alright with me. Outside there's a storm brewing but in here it's just me, my herbal tea, and a comfortable nightgown since I'm definitely not allowed to leave the house without permission and frankly I'd rather stay inside with our grain eating cat. Yes I know it's supposed "mice-eating" but this guy's a little stupid, cute though. I look up at a knock on the door and I grab my hat pin just incase (I managed to get an old one with the original length) and I open the eye slot. (⁠=⁠^⁠･⁠ｪ⁠･⁠^⁠=⁠)