When The Party's Over [ Ásvor]

*Valdís* · 11-20-2021, 01:08 PM

Valdís curled up tighter underneath the elk hide, seeking to conserve as much warmth as possible. Somewhere in her mind she knew it was spring but all she felt was cold. Her bright green eyes stared up at the moon, blinking cloudy green liquid from her vision. She lifted a paw to swipe at her nose, removing more of the same glowing green liquid. Despite her lover's best efforts she was growing weaker and weaker every day. She wanted to believe that she wasn't going to go out this way. She dreamed of dying in battle, not in a den from some bizarre illness. It made her heart ache. She'd been going from one illness to another. She'd hoped to take a trip north with Ásvor one last time but now it seemed that dream would not come to pass.

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