Martyr left the house, wanting to walk the city streets and take in the sights of home once again. This place was all she really ever knew; and it was good to be back. The good-byes to her family back at home were not easy ones, but it had to be done. Martyr was not a warrior, nor a princess at heart"though perhaps someday she'd be ready to go back for her rightful place. She couldn't very well deny her family in times of war, but in this day, her village was a peaceful one'secluded"but peaceful. Cerine was both a mother, and an ally but visiting the woman would be no true task, especially since she took so nicely to the father of child and the man she someday planned to marry.
Valcroix and Max had been safely nestled in bed, and she possessed no thoughts of waking the pair this early in the day, especially for something as silly as a walk around the city. The tips of toes carried the rangy brunette along the sidewalk, the city folk"like her lover and her child"were not quite awake yet. So it seemed dead, but that didn't stop the chipper young lady from striking up a made up tune in that swirling head, and humming it out for those who listened. Those noodle arms swung loosely in her stride while Martyr made her way through the city. She was carful of the cracks and grooves of the sidewalk, keeping in mind how clumsy she'd been. One could only grow so much, and without Max in her arms, she was prone to falling over.
Valcroix and Max had been safely nestled in bed, and she possessed no thoughts of waking the pair this early in the day, especially for something as silly as a walk around the city. The tips of toes carried the rangy brunette along the sidewalk, the city folk"like her lover and her child"were not quite awake yet. So it seemed dead, but that didn't stop the chipper young lady from striking up a made up tune in that swirling head, and humming it out for those who listened. Those noodle arms swung loosely in her stride while Martyr made her way through the city. She was carful of the cracks and grooves of the sidewalk, keeping in mind how clumsy she'd been. One could only grow so much, and without Max in her arms, she was prone to falling over.