The fools path
Daisy
09-23-2019, 03:12 PM
Lament Pyre He could hear the disbelief in her tone, and still his expression remained stoic, giving away nothing on the inner workings of his mind. He shook out his coat, casting away the ash that had collected there, only for it to begin to collect once more, the moment he was still. She perhaps took his silence as dismissal, for she already spoke of leaving. “If you have not lost your way, I would gladly follow you” The warrior would say, stepping closer to her slightly taller frame, careful to catch himself only the minimum amount of times on the bushes that littered the ways between them too closely. He left behind small clumps of fur, but he was hardly sentimental about it. His coat would grow back, assuming he was ever freed from this place. He knew little of herbs, but he wondered if, by her words, she followed the path of a healer herself. “How do you propose we relieve the bees of their honey?” he mused, but then perhaps this ash had killed them off, or at least forced them to move from their home, as many of the wolves of this land had. The ash continued to fall as heavily as ever, and he had to wonder if it would ever end. The wind that pushed the substance down onto them was gentle, but showed no signs of letting up. How could she see further then a few wolf lengths from them? Or catch a scent when the ash had buried all so thoroughly. |
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