A Kill A Day . . . [Sirius]
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04-09-2020, 08:19 PM
(This post was last modified: 04-09-2020, 08:24 PM by Hester.)
H E S T E R
Hester stepped into the dying rays of the sun, Leviticus' eye winking as Leviathan awoke. The full moon was a ghost in the sky, and the sun's final beams winked between the hanging fronds of the weeping willow she stood beneath.
Hester wasn't a small woman, even at average height. Her mass lumbering mass moved quietly as she paced, keeping her steps silent as she avoided twigs and noisy underbrush. Before her laid open land, lavished with towering pines that stood vigil on high. She hunkered down, willing Peregrine, the goddess of the hunt to coat her presence in anonymity, studying the scent the wind brought to her nose and noting that there was pack territory nearby. It didn't faze her, though, as she knew she hadn't encroached on their districts, even if she was closer to it than even she would suffer from another.
The sounds of nighttime drifted around her, insects buzzing in their minuscule place in the world, birds settling in their nests, and the wind dying with the final light of the sun. She was content, for the moment, even if she knew she'd be hungry in a few hours, at best. She was laid, on her chest with her forepaws on the ground to either side of it and her hindlegs curled beneath her, between a bush and another willow tree, allowing it to provide some cover in the small hideaway she'd found.
Hester had slept like this for many nights now, and though it was hardly comfortable and she ached when she stood after a restless slumber, it was the safest option. This way, she would be able to stand and move immediately, should the need arise.
She walks. "She speaks." She thinks.
Hester stepped into the dying rays of the sun, Leviticus' eye winking as Leviathan awoke. The full moon was a ghost in the sky, and the sun's final beams winked between the hanging fronds of the weeping willow she stood beneath.
Hester wasn't a small woman, even at average height. Her mass lumbering mass moved quietly as she paced, keeping her steps silent as she avoided twigs and noisy underbrush. Before her laid open land, lavished with towering pines that stood vigil on high. She hunkered down, willing Peregrine, the goddess of the hunt to coat her presence in anonymity, studying the scent the wind brought to her nose and noting that there was pack territory nearby. It didn't faze her, though, as she knew she hadn't encroached on their districts, even if she was closer to it than even she would suffer from another.
The sounds of nighttime drifted around her, insects buzzing in their minuscule place in the world, birds settling in their nests, and the wind dying with the final light of the sun. She was content, for the moment, even if she knew she'd be hungry in a few hours, at best. She was laid, on her chest with her forepaws on the ground to either side of it and her hindlegs curled beneath her, between a bush and another willow tree, allowing it to provide some cover in the small hideaway she'd found.
Hester had slept like this for many nights now, and though it was hardly comfortable and she ached when she stood after a restless slumber, it was the safest option. This way, she would be able to stand and move immediately, should the need arise.
She walks. "She speaks." She thinks.
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