little bird in the cinnamon tree
[ sanguine ]
11-04-2023, 11:16 PM
The birds became less and less visible. Making her gaze drop from the skies to land on a very large… woman? Her voice threw Sanguine completely off; however, she was sure a glimpse of something hanging below provided the wolf to be…. She shook her head in confusion. Dropping her attention to the grass below. A low grow of annoyance fall free at the mere thought that another, now, saw her appearance before it could fully heal. Not as if it hadn’t already. It was just the overwhelming feeling of low self confidence being shot into existence.
Words were spoken and for awhile Sanguine ignored the woman. Refusing to answer immediately as she slid into a sit. Instead of a lying position. Was this another bully here to add more scars to her face? ”Have you heard of a bitch named Lurid?”
Words were spoken and for awhile Sanguine ignored the woman. Refusing to answer immediately as she slid into a sit. Instead of a lying position. Was this another bully here to add more scars to her face? ”Have you heard of a bitch named Lurid?”
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