Distance morals, confused toils

LOVE ME MORE THAN YOU POSSIBLY CAN

The old ship wasn't the place she thought she'd end up. The woman pressed her paws against the snow as she looked up at the large ship. It was decrepit, useless now and a forgotten memory of creatures no longer of this world. Voodoo's ears twitched uneasily, but not because of this damned ship. She was feeling a little queasy this morning and knowing the reason why made her nervous. She had to think about the unborn lives in her now, a mixture of excitement and guilt eating at her. Though it was only because she felt shameful towards their father. She would be avoiding him for the foreseeable future. Turning back to the ship she let her paws carry her inside.

It looked as if someone had left a garden here. A portion of the wood had rotted away leaving a large encircle of soil. Poking out of the ground she thought with interest was a herb. Voodoo got closer, noticing it's red tendrils growing diligently. What a stubborn little thing she thought to herself. Then chuckled mildly, she was a Klein. More blood to bring into the world was a good thing. Carefully then she sat beside the flowers. The roots would be good for pain if she remembered correctly. She would have to gather it and bring it back to her den.

MADE BY MINNIE of BTN