Although her mind shields her darker memories, Corrdelia can vaguely think back to how her and Po first met. She had been distraught about… something. All she remembers is how beautiful his magic was and that he had been a good friend even when they were only acquaintances. She wasn’t normally the type to be worried about what others thought of her, but she remembers being very vulnerable then. Po made her feel right at home and that’s when she knew she had to make these woods her official home.
Now, she’s so glad that she did. Somehow she’s felt more alive in these months of living here than she had ever felt before. It’s like the Earth knew she was meant to be here too and welcomed her with open wings. Even Hasta seems to be enjoying herself more here.
The universe works in mysterious ways and Corr is a firm believer in that everything happens for a reason. As she watches Po trot after her in the water, she can tell that he’s happier. There’s more spring in his step and she can read it in his aura.
His thank you is so genuine, she can’t help but smile. In a way, he doesn’t need to thank her. Maybe she should be thanking him, but it’s all part of friendship. You help each other out and give each other safe spaces to grow and to just be. Po was able to do that for her and so she has been able to do that for him.
Still, it would be rude of her not to respond. "You’re welcome," she says and gently presses her head against his shoulder. She trots off then, but not quite as fast so that he’s able to catch up. She can’t think of a better way to enjoy the rest of this night but with a friend by her side.
"Speaking."
Now, she’s so glad that she did. Somehow she’s felt more alive in these months of living here than she had ever felt before. It’s like the Earth knew she was meant to be here too and welcomed her with open wings. Even Hasta seems to be enjoying herself more here.
The universe works in mysterious ways and Corr is a firm believer in that everything happens for a reason. As she watches Po trot after her in the water, she can tell that he’s happier. There’s more spring in his step and she can read it in his aura.
His thank you is so genuine, she can’t help but smile. In a way, he doesn’t need to thank her. Maybe she should be thanking him, but it’s all part of friendship. You help each other out and give each other safe spaces to grow and to just be. Po was able to do that for her and so she has been able to do that for him.
Still, it would be rude of her not to respond. "You’re welcome," she says and gently presses her head against his shoulder. She trots off then, but not quite as fast so that he’s able to catch up. She can’t think of a better way to enjoy the rest of this night but with a friend by her side.
@Ipomoea <3
