A soft call, a horrid time
05-15-2018, 07:48 PM
The thin lady walked softly over rocky terrain, pads tenderly curve with the terrain. Dirt clumped in her fur and small scratches littered her body, she was a walking skeleton. Limbs and frame weak, she was able to balance gracefully still. Most likely because she, was so thin. Ribs poked out from her fur, thin from not have enough protein. She kept her crown low, ears pinned tightly to her crown. tail tucked, with every sound she boosted forward. She made her way to a large rock, she climb onto it and sat down. Carefully setting her basket down. She curled her tail around her, and settled her basket into the crook of her neck. She then pushed it, so her crown curled around it. Soft sighs left her throat, sore and scratchy from barley ever talking. Teeth that were in top shape, peeked out from her charred lips. As a yawn came from her, quick and soft. Her tongue laced her lips, and teeth. |
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