Close Your Eyes
09-02-2015, 02:37 PM
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It might be your wound but they're my sutures. Those eyes peered forth into the distance, her mind else where as those paws lead her on. A ear flicked idly a she wandered, clearly not in a rush to get to anyone place. Alas she had much to learn and much more to do, but she would take her time, if her detected mind allowed the women to do such. The women had to get better control of that and yet that chaos was what made everything so fun. A pity for the ones who had taken her in not too long ago, but ah the massacre that had ensued had been quite the delight. However such thoughts were distracted once coming across what it seemed to be a herd of deer bedding down for the night, it was time for a late meal. Moving into the shadows, the women moved silently despite her size. A simple call was all that escaped the does muzzle before that neck was being crushed. The herd was startled and bolted into one general direction. This wasn't taken notice of, not as Calypso began to dig into her meal, not at all caring for the does struggles. |