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Long ears twitched idly.
Dark almond coloured eyes carefully perused the small book in hand. However, that was not the focus. It was the noise actually...the noise was distracting her. On a day that she wasn't working, she had decided to visit the Sanctuary, and in all the beauty and peacefulness, she would of course be the one to find the noise. Her eyes narrowed as she tried to bring her focus to the writing on the book, but found her ears twitching and twisting to find the source.
When you were a Quickling, you found yourself able to do some things that other couldn't. Like turn your head so fast that you could look at something without arousing their suspicion. The trick of the whole thing, was to not snap your neck in the process, or make it sore in the morning. Both were bad options, and she had once sprained her neck by doing such a thing. Those were her younger days however. Now she was a little more experienced.
Today she had dressed a little more modestly than she normally would. She felt this place was ancient, and like forests, she thought it earned a little respect. She wouldn't wear a dress though, they tended to annoy her to no end. She wore a simple pair of dark green breeches, neatly tailored off at the end to allow her hooves to freely fit through. She wore a nice tunic of course, nothing immodest, it covered her quite nicely the lighter green garment. She did have it tucked into her pants of course. She wore a thin leather coat over the whole thing, for most people it might be a normal coat, but for her tiny form it was more of a trench coat than anything. The belt hang useless and she only bothered to button the middle button up.
A hand ran through her short pixie-cut pink hair, something she found incredibly useful, and as some had told her, rather cute. It kept it out of her eyes, and that's all that mattered. There was not much happening with this strange person that was approaching the temple she had taken residence in front of. She wasn't exactly sure of the rules, and she did not feel like desecrating a temple by entering it. Still, it was shade, and the cool breeze around it was nice.
Something broke the silence.
Something loud, and perhaps slightly angry. It was the young creature who had just finished smashing her face into the dirt. Snapping her book shut and doing the leather binding up on it, she turned to look at the poor young woman.
"You know, it's left foot, right foot, left, right, left right, and so on. I can't really blame you though, I had a hard time walking when I was young. My feet just kept...running ahead of me." Her voice was a tad fast, and a bit high, but she wasn't exactly being mean...she did understand the plight of walking, it could be difficult after all! Still...face planting into the dirt...that took a bit of skill. Or it could have been because of her coat...the long tails of her coat might have caught. Tsk.
"Lemme help you up." The small pink skinned creature was suddenly at her side, crouching down as she put her book away into her coat and holding out her other hand to the woman.