#obj meme

Blue: What song do you listen to when you’re feeling down?

( I enjoy the trills and chirps of the cloth creatures. Their sounds may seem like just chatter, but if you sit and listen, sometimes you can hear a melody. I have also learned that they can remember, or perhaps just mimic the songs I sing to them. ) Shira rocked on her heels. ( And sometimes, I do try and sing to myself. Though it is only an old lullaby, and most of the time only makes me more emotional. )

Fear: Tell us three fears.

Shira frowned, shuffling uneasy in the sand. ( Fears hmm? ) Shira closed her eyes, thinking hard. 

( I had been plagued with nightmares for a time. At first, I had thought nothing of it, as I could not remember anything after I awoke. They subsided for a time, but lately they have been coming back, and I can remember them now. I had a feeling it had something to do with my, um, Ancestor? I am sure they are of her. I do not know what they mean but I do not believe I would truely like to know. ) She shuddered. ( And I am quite uncomfortable in dark places. I-I am not afraid of the dark! Just, I do not know what could be there, in the darkness. ) Shira quieted once again, thinking. ( Loosing someone. A-And not just through their passing on… ) Shira shuffled her feet. ( Because that is not the only way to loose someone. ) 

Zoo: What is your favourite animal?

Love: Do you believe in marriage?

Teacher: What do you aspire to be?

Shira pondered on the question. Many things came to mind, but none were which she could truthfully say she wished to perfect or become. Perhaps becoming better at weaving? After thinking on it, she dismissed that idea as well. She loved the process of making  things and being able to have a finished product she could hold in her hands. Though it was still not giving her a strong enough feeling. Singing? It was something that she did love doing. But even this did not spark as an answer.

She knew the feeling she was trying to come up with. It was a feeling she felt when around others. When helping them, speaking to them, or just spending a quiet evening together without words.

She was at a loss of even how to begin explaining this feeling.