Trance had gone to the Compound looking for food. And maybe looking for someone to traipse into the forest with to look for edible plants with. What she didn't expect to see were two young men sitting on unicorns. Her eyes widened and she ran up to them in delight. It'd been a long, long time since she'd seen unicorns.
"What are you doing here?" she murmured when she reached them, petting their muzzles in turn. She looked up at the boys. "I don't think you were planning on coming here, were you?" This was the kind of island that no one exactly planned on going to. Not even her.
Dennys slid off the back of his unicorn as well, bare feet hitting the earth, toes settling almost immediately into the dark earth. The dirt was dirt here, cool and moist and brown, not like the sand of the desert, and not like the dry stuff they had to struggle to get any growth out of back in Lamech's garden. This was good stuff, fertile, and felt almost wet under Dennys' feet.
"Ooh, compost," Dennys let slip as soon as Trance mentioned it, craning his next around to try and look at the area she had nodded to. He couldn't see around Sandy's unicorn, however, so that was a futile effort. "That's really nice of you, Trance. We appreciate it." He paused and grinned broadly. "I'm sure they appreciate it more though."
"What are you doing here?" she murmured when she reached them, petting their muzzles in turn. She looked up at the boys. "I don't think you were planning on coming here, were you?" This was the kind of island that no one exactly planned on going to. Not even her.
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"Ooh, compost," Dennys let slip as soon as Trance mentioned it, craning his next around to try and look at the area she had nodded to. He couldn't see around Sandy's unicorn, however, so that was a futile effort. "That's really nice of you, Trance. We appreciate it." He paused and grinned broadly. "I'm sure they appreciate it more though."
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