Thoughts telling me I'm lost getting too loud
Aster
12-28-2021, 09:27 PM
She slowly and methodically licked the blood from her left front paw, eyes half closed as she savoured the last metallic remnants of the liquid that had soaked into the fur between her toes. It was a taste that was undeniably alluring to her in a way that not even the effect of the psychedelic mushrooms she occasionally ingested could match. The remnants of the hare carcass lay at her feet, all bones and skin with just a few slivers of meat and cartilage remaining that she hadn't picked clean just yet. But her plan was to leave it out for the birds to clean up; their beaks wouldn't damage the bones as much as her own teeth would, and she wanted to keep them for her future projects. Especially the skull. Satisfied when the paw was thoroughly cleaned and spotless, Iðunn swapped to the right front paw, doing exactly the same motions as she hummed softly under a breath. It was a wordless tune, soft and gentle, almost like a lullaby a parent would sing to their child as they tucked them in for the night. It blended in almost seamlessly with the chitters and chirps of the critters and birds around her, almost fading away into the sounds of life around her. If one was not aware of her position, they may even assume it was a lonely song of a bird with no friends to harmonise with. When she finished cleaning both paws she sat back, the humming in her throat slowly fading into silence as her gaze travelled upwards to the foliage above her, eyes still half closed as she simply enjoyed herself and the peacefulness of the forest. |
When Iðunn's speech is in italics it means she's speaking in Swedish