hale cometh down upon our spines

He remained propped up on the bedding. Having eaten her food, and laid at her hearth. Her words clearly troubled her. Were difficult for her to say, but she said them anyway.


He looked at her, even though she was giving him the cold shoulder now. He was right, someone had taken her tail. Good, she fucking deserved it. Why the fuck did he feel so angry right now? Anger was pretty much a default state for him. But the flavour of this one was different. Righteous, and he wasn't some noble dunderhead. "If he isn't found by the time we're yearlings, we'll find him our fucking selves" he promised her, sinking back down on the coat. Even if he had to sneak away from this place with her and piss off the Black Demon.