hale cometh down upon our spines

Astraios · 09-13-2023, 09:04 PM

He frowned at her. He felt like he was often doing that. He didn’t say anything for a moment, just listened to the crackling of the small campfire beside him, and considered her words. He didn’t know if she could speak for him, being a child herself. Moreover, was there a cost in speaking for a Thrall? He didn’t know. He didn’t know enough about this pack. had n’t bothered to learn it, since he intended to make tracks the first moment he could.

Would he be foolish for choosing to stay here? It did feel a little like spitting on the memory of his parents. Namely his mother. Did he care? He considered that and decided he did, a little. But it was his life now, and he couldn’t live it for their memory. “But if you speak for me, whatever would you call me when you can’t call me Thrall?” He asked dryly.

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hale cometh down upon our spines

strai - seasonal

Astraios