All the Leaves Falling Down [action/dictated]
[If there was one thing Ashura hated, it was being cooped up or bed ridden. He fidgeted, never able to really enjoy being confined to spaces for long. Not that anyone would, but Ashura especially. So today he had wrapped himself up in thick robes, the outer ones lined around the edges of a bit of fur to keep him war, and headed outside. Yup, outside. Crisp and cool and wonderful with that sort of bite to the air he knew meant the snows of winter were coming soon and not quite all the leaves gone from the trees - still enough left to be lovely, though enough gone to know their time was at an end.
So he would take advantage of this and hobble himself out to sit beneath one of said trees, wishing up a warm blanket to sit on and some pillows for his ankle, and then a warm meal and warm drink to compliment. He cupped the steaming cocoa in his hands and sipped, looking up into the red, orange, and yellow leaves with a little smile.
Next to him was his journal, as always, the pages open. He glanced down and back up and then hummed to himself before speaking -]
What is your favorite season? I know it seems a silly question, but indulge me, will you not?
[ooc: see him under the tree(s) or answer through the journal ~ Go for it :) Something light after all the mayhem]
So he would take advantage of this and hobble himself out to sit beneath one of said trees, wishing up a warm blanket to sit on and some pillows for his ankle, and then a warm meal and warm drink to compliment. He cupped the steaming cocoa in his hands and sipped, looking up into the red, orange, and yellow leaves with a little smile.
Next to him was his journal, as always, the pages open. He glanced down and back up and then hummed to himself before speaking -]
What is your favorite season? I know it seems a silly question, but indulge me, will you not?
[ooc: see him under the tree(s) or answer through the journal ~ Go for it :) Something light after all the mayhem]