Bad Thoughts
02-02-2016, 12:23 PM
Sparrow's mind and heart were heavy. Her thoughts had been churning and she couldn't stop them. She walked stiffly to her aunt's den. Her fur was unkempt, a little muddy, and a little more than a little muddy on her legs. She didn't have time to think much about her appearance. Something more pressing was at hand. It all added up. Sparrow swallowed, thinking about her level-headed aunt. She would know what to do, and Sparrow looked to her for guidance. For a long time she struggled with trust in the pack, and now she had figured out what it was. Something was off, and she thought she knew what it was. Ah- but she was getting ahead of herself. She needed to explain herself fully to her aunt. She had to come clean. If her thoughts were correct, it would be a terrible day for Abaven. Sparrow neared her aunt's den. Her scent there was fresh. She was in the den or at least near, "Aunt Harmony?" One beat. Two beat. Sparrow took a breath, "Ho tanti pensieri inquietanti stasera. Devo parlare con voi molto seriamente e per un po." "SPEAK!" "Italian" |
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