A Siren Song

The rain fell softly as if it knew of the hardships both behind and ahead. Each droplet alighted on her skin with just enough coolness too command her mind to the present, to pull her away from the pain of the past and the uncertainty of what was to come. The beads over her beautiful face, more numerous than even the freckles in her fur, joined to wash over her in a delicate cascade of trickles. She raised her eyes to the male she screamed at, mile-long limbs bringing her closer to him until she was able to distinguish his features and his mini-expressions.

I need cover, do you know anything in the area? she arched her brow in question as her gaze shiften between the male in question and the sky. it was going to fet ugly and they might need to find shelter as soon as possible.

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