tippy toes

*farrah* · 08-04-2020, 05:38 PM

she willingly followed him out of the water, both because the idea of shivering wasn't appealing.. and that his wings shuttered in such a way she couldn't ignore it. the fished dropped within her reach would gain only a sniff from her. she didn't want it, while her belly was not full.. the desire to eat was minimal. instead her nose would tuck underneath it, pushing just hard enough to roll it a few times in his direction. looking at him to insist he keep it. mortis food. mortis eat it.

to be called pretty was awkward, a clear shift in her frame after words spoken. it also made her feel like he wasn't so trustworthy, who lies about pretty things? flowers were pretty, until they died. baby animals could be pretty, until they died. but she.. she wasn't pretty. and your still alive. could she be pretty if she died?

she hunkered down again, focusing to warm up her core as she studied him. where did he come from? knowing he mentioned he was a wolf because of his family. how many families were around? how many could she poke around in to cure her curiosity. her wandered mine would settle on the finer details of him, now wanting to know of his age and many other things. but unbothered towards the idea of speaking up.

get up she would, bracing limbs in a finally shake to toss away droplets and dirt that clung to her underside from laying down. an interesting meeting, her fumbling freely into the water only to label him a bird, and desire to ruffle his feathers. steps began taking her away, moving on to the next idea. to the next lack of plan to push forward in life.

a pause in her step would turn her head towards him, looking with the means to say goodbye. she wouldn't offer any encouragement to follow or call after her. slipping away into the trees just as quickly as she pounced into the water.

farrah to exit.

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