Milk and Honey

The moon hung over head, not a single cloud on the sky to cover it up. The expansion of stars shone over head, each pinprick of light shining for all to see. The dame lay on her back, gazing up at the stars through the budding branches. A sigh left her lips, clouding in front of her as she dangled her paws over her chest. She had tried to get some sleep, but it simply hadn't come to her yet. So she wandered away from her den and into the Orchard, the scent of blooming flowers scenting the air. It was like a sweet perfume, calming her racing mind as she breathed it in. She had no idea why she couldn't shut her mind off, it wasn't even like there was one solo thought that consumed her. It was just everything, a little bit of this and some of that racing through her memory. Mercy shook her head, wiggling her pale body on the cold ground as she tried to erase everything that lingered in her thoughts. It didn't work though, and she knew that she probably wouldn't be able to get any rest tonight. Why was it so hard to just shut off everything?

Mercy wiggles her form on the cold ground, purple eyes inspecting the stars above her. She had a thought to go and find Revenge, but she really didn't want to get up. It wasn't like she wasn't sleepy, in fact she wished that she could just pass out right then and there. The woman huffed, her elongated tail coming up across her belly to curl around her left front limb. Dammit all. Maybe she should go and look for a fight or something, that would tire her out. She was growing bored of the lack of wolves to bite into, it had left her picking fights with Imperium's newest members. If Valentine found out, she was sure that he wouldn't be too happy. A smirk crosses her lips, snorting softly. She needed a hobby...

"Speech"
'thoughts'