Wallflower
09-20-2019, 04:23 PM
(This post was last modified: 11-11-2019, 12:35 PM by Gloom.)
Gloom was pushed to the back of the new den, huddled as close to the back wall as she could be. The girl hated it here. She hated the new den, hated being forced to be here. She hated the fear and panic that had led them all here. All the poor easily spooked girl was to be allowed to return to the previous den, the only place she'd ever really felt safe. And now that place had been torn away from her. The girl lay with her back against the earthen wall, she was curled in on herself as much as she could be, the only sign she was awake was the way her eyes would flick around wildly, sweeping to any movement or sound. She was visibly hyper-aware. Speak! Think! |
Updated 04/30/23: Still on indefinite scarcity, please do not remind me of threads I am behind on right now.
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