ardent

Because of you

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08-10-2019, 09:41 PM
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It had been a while since Tana's death, but she still had anger pent up from everything. Shaye was at fault as much as Rhyme and herself. Honestly did they expect her to want to stay in Rhyme's den? She hoped not. Because she had moved that night that they had buried her mother. She had moved far enough away that she was almost on the edge of the falls and rapids territory market. She easily overlooked both the ocean and the lands beneath the cliffs of Abaven. She was at the southernmost point of Abaven.

She settled on the ground in front of her den. It was quiet here and with her companions she easily lived just fine. Lenore was the pure white raven, female, with blue eyes. Evermore was her piebald raven, with red eyes and he was a Male with a strange shaped upper beak. It was serrated and quite sharp. Then there was Alma, who had stuck with her since that night, but she hadnt spoken since that night. Things had changed for verse honestly. She still had her episodes, except now she had them alone, and didnt suffer the embarrassment she had once when they would happen in public. She hadnt spoken to anyone since that night either. She didn't care to. They didn't care about her so she didn't care for them. It was just how it was.

She was secretive about her den as well. She had been careful to never go straight back to it, often going through the waterways and making sure she never lead anyone there. She didnt care for the company. She felt like she understood Noir more now though. Poem and Motif had always been Rhyme and Shaye's favorites, and her brother and sister and her were the kids Rhyme couldn't take back. They were unwanted and it hurt. She was the thinker and the longer she had to think, the worse the thoughts got. She could just go find Noir and tell him her thoughts but it wouldnt be like her brother would be alone.

She was braiding vines, fashioning them into traps as she did so. Shed already made three others and set them closer to her home, but she wanted a few more. They were great for catching rabbits and other smaller creatures. Alma was busying herself by untangling burrs and knots from Verse's pelt. Her ravens were perched on either side of her ready to defend her if they must. There was a mutual interest between them all and a mutual respect.