Shake my pretty little head

*Shaye I* · 10-08-2018, 07:26 PM

The young creature took eagerly to the meal, bounding forward with a whirlwind tail. He fell on the Vole like it was still alive and might escape him, and ate with relish. Shaye ate her own food more slowly, amused eyes glancing up at him every so often as he devoured his meal. She tried not to think too hard on why he was so hungry, knowing her anger would inevitably return if she lingered there.

The dapple pup finished his quickly, and she wasn’t too far behind, the meal being a small one. She had only sought out the Vole’s with the thought of a treat in mind, not of feeding a hungry pup.

She pushed aside her own carcass, and looked over at the boy, her feather swooshing through the air at the movement. “My father and I found it together about 5 and a half years ago. I’ve found a few such feathers since. They come from a macaw, a bird more common in the South Island.” she would explain. She had once taken such joy in collecting feathers, finding them for her friends and family both. It had been almost a tradition in her eyes. She had thought about it much of recent, and a soft sigh escaped her as she considered it now. She shook of the melancholy, and smiled back at the pup. “So what brought you to this beach?” she asked him carefully.

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Shake my pretty little head

Shaye I