back pain but make it pop punk

*Cyanide* · 03-08-2023, 08:01 AM

Was she cranky? Of course. Of course Cy was cranky. How could she not be? The puppies that she was denying carrying were growing bigger by the day. It was a drain on her physical strength, but her emotional strength too. She'd done her best to stay close to the band, to keep busy, to actually be a part of the family but... shit was hard, okay? Shit was hard for her, especially as someone who was sulky and reclusive by nature.

She made her way to the edge of the river that flowed through the valley. It was pretty here, as it was in the willows. They'd ended up in an awfully pretty part of the land, she'd give them that. Along the river, it seemed that the first of the blackberries were starting to grow. The wraith examined one of the short, stout bushes with interest. While many of the berries were still green, or just starting to turn pink, at least a few were already an inky purple-black. Carefully, she plucked one free. It was still tart, but not in a bad way.

Cyanide gently plucked the last few ripe ones from this bush and piled them on a decently sized scrap of cloth before bundling it and moving on to the next bush. Maybe she'd make wine back at camp, it would be just about ready by the time she'd be able to enjoy it.

cyanide
he said to be cool
but i'm already coolest

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back pain but make it pop punk

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