when will my life begin

Siren wasn’t often without someone watching over her shoulder. The girl could admit to her obvious disadvantage when it came to being in danger, but her tiny hedgehog was much more help to her than anyone could ever realize. She sensed vibrations even better than Siren did and the both of them could be on alert when something big was coming. She wasn’t far from safety either, and though she was small Siren could move quickly. As long as her mass of fur didn’t trip her up.

Part of her mind had to be devoted to staying away from trouble, as was the curse laid on her. Maybe Deathbelle didn’t believe in the curse, but she could feel the one passed down from her grandfather. She and both of her brothers. Inc was likely dead, as dead as their father likely was. Chimera held tightly to his own share of the curse, his silvery eye… The tiny she wolf sighed heavily as she made herself comfortable beneath the canopy of one of the willow trees. The leaves were all a brilliant yellow that faded into a deep orange and the light of the evening sun cast shadows on the fiery landscape.

Eventually she’d gather some plants tonight to start trying to make herself a store. Maybe she’d truly settle down someday and have the apothecary she so hoped for.