A Kill A Day . . . [Sirius]
Joining
04-10-2020, 04:51 PM
H E S T E R
They crossed the scent border, and Hester's eyes studied their surroundings, realizing that here, Sirius and his Bast would likely be safe, but still being watchful of the two as they hobbled to a singular hut. Hester stepped in after them, the realization that pack lands were protected, and thus, they were as well. Exhaustion weighed heavily on her, the adrenaline finally having died completely during their long walk here. She was still as the healer, unknown to her, set to work. Hester noted that both Sirius and Bast were down and out before the healer was finished with Hester, and deciding that meant that they were indeed safe, Hester followed shortly after. She perched in a corner, as a lion might, her paws laid on the ground before her and her haunches curled underneath her, as Sirius had found her just that night.
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The late morning shone through the entrance of the hut, and Hester blinked away, her body sore, her bones exhausted. Taking on a grizzly had certain not been apart of the plan, but they had come out victorious, and for that, Hes would be thankful. She stood to stretch, wringing the the tension from her muscles, before she would settle again in the same position, closer to the entrance to sure none would disturb Sirius and Bast as they slept.
It was late afternoon when Sirius woke, in the hush of the day, and Hester stayed quiet, unwilling to disturb the snow leopard that still slept. She would wait for Sirius' eyes to find her before she grinned and said, quietly, "Ah, there the old man is."
She walks. "She speaks." She thinks.
They crossed the scent border, and Hester's eyes studied their surroundings, realizing that here, Sirius and his Bast would likely be safe, but still being watchful of the two as they hobbled to a singular hut. Hester stepped in after them, the realization that pack lands were protected, and thus, they were as well. Exhaustion weighed heavily on her, the adrenaline finally having died completely during their long walk here. She was still as the healer, unknown to her, set to work. Hester noted that both Sirius and Bast were down and out before the healer was finished with Hester, and deciding that meant that they were indeed safe, Hester followed shortly after. She perched in a corner, as a lion might, her paws laid on the ground before her and her haunches curled underneath her, as Sirius had found her just that night.
[ [ Fade Out / In ] ]
The late morning shone through the entrance of the hut, and Hester blinked away, her body sore, her bones exhausted. Taking on a grizzly had certain not been apart of the plan, but they had come out victorious, and for that, Hes would be thankful. She stood to stretch, wringing the the tension from her muscles, before she would settle again in the same position, closer to the entrance to sure none would disturb Sirius and Bast as they slept.
It was late afternoon when Sirius woke, in the hush of the day, and Hester stayed quiet, unwilling to disturb the snow leopard that still slept. She would wait for Sirius' eyes to find her before she grinned and said, quietly, "Ah, there the old man is."
She walks. "She speaks." She thinks.