smoking cigarettes on the roof
aia
08-21-2023, 06:48 PM
Something had shifted. Something had changed. The cryptborn found herself acutely aware of it, and less than pleased. Henbane could hear the activity up the mountain, she could smell the pack that had moved in. That had declared the Maw theirs. It was enough to turn her world upside down... all the things she'd come to know in the last year ripped from her paws. Would she need to look at moving soon? Would they as a family need to look at it? Hen would need to find dad, would need to find her siblings, they'd all need to talk about it. Or she could... ignore that it was happening? Hen would just push it off in her mind for later. She'd find something to stab with her tusks until she felt better. She'd process this in her own way. The girl moved stiffly, wandering to the east. Grumbling to herself, feeling the dark mood that settled over her. Why was it such bullshit? They'd been in the Crypt first, it was the only home she'd ever known. Now there were wolves moving in up the mountain, and they'd disturbed her peace. They'd taken it from her. Fuckers. It's mid-afternoon as she crosses into the Nook, finding herself distracted near immediately from her sour mood. There's prey here, and crunchy leaves. Crunchy leaves to trounce through, to stomp in. Hey, actually, that makes her feel a bit better. Stomping, crunching, squishing. All of it is a grand time... until it's not. Hen brings her foot down hard on something sharp, something that scrapes open the pad of her paw. "Son of a bitch!" She yelps, holding the limb up with a hiss. She could already smell the blood, could already feel the oozing blood. Fuck that hurt. Ow. Henbane Aeris |