Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20190911184542/@comment-5583506-20190915203341

Kashya thought that they complained too much. She also couldn't see what was so amazing about the rock formations. Beautiful for sure, but they were still just rocks. She had seen them all the time during her childhood, even played among them as a cub.

Those memories seemed as they belonged to someone entirely different at this point and time. She didn't really recognize herself anymore. Sometimes she told herself that those childhood memories of hers, distant from a happier time, was just a wishful thinking on her on behalf, and that they had never really happened in the first place. They felt too ... unreal.