"Thank you so much for filling in," Ruth said. Ruth a sixty-year-old woman with enough spunk to take down a nation, needed a hip replacement. Clara knowing Ruth from the library had quickly become friends over a series of days; with news of the surgery, Ruth had been unsure of who was going to fill in for her at the animal shelter mainly catering to dogs at the moment, but as Clara usually did, she couldn't help but say that she would do it.

That was then, this was now, it was four in the morning and Clara hadn't even had the chance to make herself a tea before she even left the door of her house. What Clara hadn't realized when she signed up for helping her friend and the shelter was that she would be filling in for Ruth's ungodly morning shift. A little too late she had found out, but being the positive person Clara was, she decided to make the best of it. 
"Of course, Ruth, no problem really," she said, the white lie passing through her lips with ease.
"You really are a sweetheart," the older woman replied, grabbing her purse off the counter and making her way over to the door. "Thanks again," 
"Bye," but the reply never hit the older woman's ears for she was already out the door.
"Alrighty best get started then," Clara said to herself.

The clock said nine o'clock, her eyes told her it was nap time. The coffee, a beverage Clara hardly drank, sat in her hands, half gone, it was going to be a brutal these next six to eight weeks. Clara had gone through everything that needed to be done, feed the animals, clean there cages, etc. etc. from the list, already knowing how to do everything with the training session she went through last week, the list was a crutch, one she planned on keeping for the time she was here, the only problem was she hadn't planned on doing everything by herself, the morning shift was shared between to volunteers and whoever that person was, they were extremely late. This shift lasted between four am to twelve pm, so the volunteer missing still had some time to get here.

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He was curious to hear why she thought poodles were the best choice. After all, everyone had their own story to why their preferences are that way. Adriel had all the time he could possibly need so he thought why not spend the time volunteering to make a new friend too? This could be a chance for him, an opportunity to make a new person into his contact list. It wasn't weird for him to want to make new friends, especially when he's considered to be a newcomer in town. There was only so much a person could do alone and having some good friends might also prod the introvert in him to come out and socialize every once in a while. He paid attention to every word she said, nodding a few times in understanding, "I can't fault you there, I've lived a portion of my life in Paris and Marseille, and it's a beautiful language too."

He could speak French, of course, having spent a few decades there before moving to another place and then back at it before long. After living for over 1200 years on the earth, there were only a few places Adriel would find himself venturing back and Paris is one of them. He liked the language and a good friend of his resided there. "Have you been there? To France?" Did he have any embarrassing childhood stories? Well, if he could recall his own past it would be extremely helpful but there wasn't much of it that really stuck around the Valkyr. Mostly because his childhood wasn't really a happy one, "Well to be honest… I didn't have a good childhood, so things are a bit hazy for me." However, it didn't mean everything was all dark. He had a lovely sister to accompany him before her untimely departure.

"My sister and I, we used to like climbing trees just to collect fruits. And for the longest of time, both of us thought this one tree was cursed. If you climb it and make it mad, at night it would loom over you and invade your dreams, giving you nightmares. I accidentally threw a rock at it one day and was so scared I spent the entire night praying to the tree not to curse me" he chuckled, to him it was embarrassing because his sister told him it was just a story the villagers made up to make sure the kids wouldn't be naughty. "I really believed the story… I was like 12. Old enough to know what's real and what's not." He found her recommendation to be very helpful, "I'm such a beginner when it comes to the life of taking care of one. Should I be on the lookout for anything when I finally get one? Any misconception you wanna share with me?" 

Clara listened to his answer, surprised to hear about his travels though if she took a good look at him maybe she could tell how cultured he was. "If you don't mind me asking, where else have you travelled?" she asked. The blonde Initia would never say that had never the opportunity to travel just the lack of motivation? But if she thought long and hard that probably hadn't been true, she could remember being a teen and having wanted to see the world, but then her life had changed when she learned of her species and with the death of her parents; maybe lack of time summed it up better. With her life, it had so far been a great challenge, though maybe in the new year she would take more time to do the things she really wanted to do. 

"No, I never got the chance, I've been so busy with my work and before that, it had been school, I guess I'm trying to find a balance, What would you recommend in seeing if or when I go there," she knew the Eiffel tower was a must even if it was a tourist attraction.  "I'm so sorry for prying, I understand what's it's like to have not the happiest of childhoods, my father died when I was young, and then when I was older my mother, though before those two incidents I had a pretty good childhood, I'm sorry you didn't" She knew many people in Evermore with terrible childhoods, and the more people she met Clara was pretty sure Evermore was the city of orphans or at least wannabee orphans with parents so terrible they shivered at the mere thought of them. 

Clara smiled at the images the story brought to her mind, climbing trees and picking fruits, seemed wonderful on any warm summer day, though she had never heard of cursed trees before. "I mean if all the adults were telling you, I could see why you would believe it, I would have too, who needs any more curses than the ones they've got," she replied. Clara knew that she would have believed it too, at twelve. "They love to walk, no matter the weather and sometimes it doesn't even matter what time it is and cleaning up after them is a pain in the butt. And when you're looking for your dog, you'll know which one should be yours," 

He didn't expect her to ask him where else have he ventured to seeing as it wasn't exactly a contextual one but it wasn't that surprising either, it was an attempt to prolong the conversation they were already having so he thought, why not? "I don't think I could list every single one of them, I've had my fair share of going here and there. Iceland, in particular. Or you can say anywhere in the northern hemisphere maybe" That's one way to put it, not too vague and actual truth underlying somewhere. "Do you have a specific place you wished to visit?" Everyone had to have one, don't they? Even for him who had the opportunity to travel the globe, he still had a few favorite places of his own. 

Ironically, the place of his birth became his favorite place despite the bad memories he had there. Though if he was being truthful, it wasn't all bad. He had memories he made with his baby sister there even if it was fleeting in his own mind. It's been a while so naturally it wouldn't stay rooted there for long. "What did you learn at school?" He wondered what major she took, Clara looked educated and smart, more than she probably gave herself credit for. When she apologized for prying in his personal life, Adriel shook his head and waved his hands as if he was trying to dismiss the worry she had, "Hey, don't worry about it, it's all done for and I honestly forgot all about it. Life is too short for you to think about what's not good, right?" 

In his case, he didn't really live a long life, being a Valkyr is hardly being alive. He remembered struggling with his bloodlust for the first few years but managed to curb it down after a lot of training and practice. And technically, he became this person after his death so he would hardly count himself being alive at all. "If there was something being an orphan had taught me, it's that you had to work to make it work" he offered her a small comforting smile of his own, that's the basis he lived on for as long as he could remember. Nobody is going to be there to offer you their hands so you had to work for it on your own. "I'll know which one is mine?" He wondered what she meant when she said that. "Is there like a switch or something that will notify you when it's the right match?" His obliviousness might as well pass off cute right now. He's never had a pet before, not a proper one so there's room for improvement on being a pet owner. 

He was being slightly evasive she determined but Clara didn't let that bother her after all they were still just mere acquaintances, so she gave the man a warm smile at his question and answered without hesitation, "Tuscany. I've always wanted to go to Italy, I don't know why but, every time I see a photo of Italy it's like a calling for me," she answered. Clara got the same feeling whenever she was near water, the ocean, in particular, it was why she always seemed to be out in nature, usually around the beach just so she could be near. "To see the cathedral or to walk along canals would be absolutely splendid, though the first thing I would see would be the Lagoon of Orbetello it just seems like that would breathtaking." And sometimes people needed for their breath to be taken away to see the amazement and wonder of what the world truly had to offer. 

Clara's mind wandered back to her years of college, though they had been some difficult years she had always been up for the challenge. "I learned Ary History and English Literature and got an undergraduate degree, where I then became I, librarian, though I'm not sure how I still did that, What about you, did you go to college or university?" she asked.
Clara nodded, sometimes her mouth could run its course so she was thankful that he hadn't been offended by her questions. "I agree, I'm big on moving forward and enjoying what I do have, my friends say I'm too optimistic," she smirked at the thought, she couldn't imagine any harm in being optimistic, as long as you had control over your disappointment levels. 

She nodded, the blonde had a long history of working for what she wanted but then again so did a lot of people, "The best things in life are worth waiting for, worth working for and worth believing in; or something like that," she quoted, because the saying rang true even now. She laughed, maybe she had worded that wrong, "I mean before you own a dog, you'll meet many different dogs, and at first you will be overwhelmed with cuteness because after all they are dogs and they are cute," she began, saying the last part matter of factly. "And eventually you'll have to choose which one you're taking home with you, and when you look at them you'll just know which is the right one for you," she hoped she didn't sound completely insane, it was probably easy to tell that Clara was a big fan of dogs. 

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