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[beholdher.livejournal.com]

[ somewhere wandering outside is female!ion. worry is plainly etched on her face, her staff clutched closely to her chest. the path she's following leads straight into the woods past the point she's pacing back and forth in front of, the occasional glance thrown back at where everyone seems to live. she's obviously unsure whether to set foot in the dark woods alone. ]

Oh, Asch. Where have you gone?

[ someone's become very concerned about unspokengrief. ]

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[beholdher.livejournal.com]

I hope we find Asch...

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

[whimpers when he hears Asch's name and how sad she sounds, nuzzling her leg]

[beholdher.livejournal.com]

[ stops for a moment to lean down and pet him with her free hand. ] You make me wonder if he's actually okay...

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

[nuzzles the hand]

[beholdher.livejournal.com]

You're so cute... [ scratches behind one of his ears. ]

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

[butts his head into her hand]

[beholdher.livejournal.com]

Hmm? What's wrong?

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

[just looks up at her]

[beholdher.livejournal.com]

[ tilts her own head at him. ]

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

[tilts his head as well]

[beholdher.livejournal.com]

[ stands up after a moment. ] We have to find Asch!

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

[jumps up, excited]

[beholdher.livejournal.com]

[ starts off again! ] Come along!

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

[follows~]

[beholdher.livejournal.com]

It's so hot out today... This outfit can be so bothersome. [ yes, she's talking to a dog. no, it... doesn't bother her at all! ] I hope Asch isn't lost outside somewhere... He's wearing black!

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

[trots along happily, enjoying her talking to him even though he doesn't understand any of it]

[beholdher.livejournal.com]

I wish you could talk... I'm so worried about him.

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

[walks slower so he can walk next to her, whimpering]

[beholdher.livejournal.com]

What's wrong...?

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

[bumps against her leg, looking up at her sadly]

[beholdher.livejournal.com]

[ stops again. ] Are you hungry?

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

[just keeps looking up at her, not responding to that one]

[beholdher.livejournal.com]

I'm confused...

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

[goes back to walking]

[beholdher.livejournal.com]

[ follows along with him. ] Hmm...