- Invitation Status
- Posting Speed
- 1-3 posts per week
- Slow As Molasses
- Online Availability
- Quite often
- Writing Levels
- Intermediate
- Adept
- Advanced
- Preferred Character Gender
- Primarily Prefer Male
- Genres
- Dark Fantasy, Fantasy, Zombie, slice-of-life survival, Post Apocalyptic, Cyberpunk, Sci-fi, High Fantasy, Modern, medieval
Ava sat down away from Miu. Being near her only made her feel worse. She would have left, but she thought that would seem rude. She looked into Miu's eyes and saw a flicker of pain. She wanted to know what it was, but didn't want to pry. So she sat, and stared at the floor, afraid to look up, as it might reveal her own emotions. Her eyes change color slightly, depending on her mood. They were grey-ish at the moment.