Destiny is Calling Me!

❥❥ Star was trapped somewhere between reality and a dream, unable to prevent the painful bites to her loose skin that allowed the others to drag her to her den. She couldn't protest, only hang limply from their collective jaws as horrid memories plagued her prone form. There wasn't much that could be done but to wait, and once she smelled the lavender that wafted from her den and the other soothing scents that made up her home she was awake...barely. Star sat up once she was put on the ground of her den, groggily swaying on her elbows as she lay there. Sobs wracked her frame again, but she didn't speak again, other than a few muttering slurs and half asleep words that made no sense.

"Soothing voice." Quiet paws. Whispering mind. "Spoken to."