Over and Over
12-18-2016, 09:23 PM
The female felt her heart aching. She had no idea where Ravine was. She hadn’t seen him since last season and was worried sick… but what could she do? She’d tried looking for him, tried looking for her children… and in the end all she had was poor little Tiny. The pygmy jerboa felt sorry for his adoptive mother as well, sensing her distress. But she could not shake the feeling that something was drawing her aging body towards the battlefield. There a pack might claim her… or someone else. But the female was tired… and worried. She needed some sort of security, some ally, before she lost all will to continue on.
Her paws settled on the bloodstained earth, feeling Tiny shift atop her head. The aged she wolf wore a worried frown, concern shifting to the little one she still had. How long did their species live? He already seemed so old… the female tried to put on a brave face though, speaking in a soft tone. “Mama is going to test her luck here, Tiny… maybe we’ll find some new friends to hang out with while we look for Papa, okay?” The female’s single eye scanned the horizon before she tilted her head back and let out a howl for whomever might come. "Hear me talk," 'but read my thoughts.' |
| Table by:: Keno |
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