silver is the grip on the helping hand
[ strai ] [ hunting med prey + healing ]
10-18-2023, 12:40 AM
She watched the boy take several berries; he looked rather like one of the rodents that she chased sometimes.
Bylgja stretched out. She got comfortable, eyes half-closed and sides rising, falling. The day had been busy. Now that she was in her den, she felt pleased but also became aware of being tired.
"No, I don't mind. Just, uh-- if you knock something over, pick it up. All of that. Is not a problem, though!" She beamed, tongue lolling between her teeth. "Besides. How else will you get out of the cold, eh?"
As her son. Astraios may crash any of Bylgja's threads.
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