Biting Down

*Azalea* · 08-20-2013, 05:44 PM

It had rained in Valhalla. Not much, just enough to lay a mist over everything that made walking through the grass annoying. It was very early morning, light just peaking over the tops of the treeline. Shots of indigo mingled with trickles of mango making an array of other colors.

Azalea was up early, fur damp and tussled in an improper manner. She just couldn't sleep well lately, too much on her mind. All the pressure put on her to preform as they desired was stressful to her. She needed someone to confide in, to let them know what was going through her mind.

Head tipped back, calling out long and low for her brother. Hopefully he would be the only one to come. She needed her big brother to discuss life with her. It was likely to be much more serious a conversation than she had ever had before.

Speech,

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