a place to call my own

*Eros* · 01-12-2014, 07:40 PM

The goddess kissed the dry earth with her cinnamon coloured paws. She quietly made her way to the scorching plains. Despite the bitter cold of Winter, the sun here managed to warm the godess' ack nicely. The woman had made a few kills that morning. She had eaten one herself, brought one to her mother, Selene, and had one one with her still. The limp form of the rabbit lay in the jaws of the fea, eyes closed and neck cracked.
Eros stopped and lifted her head to smell any acents in the air. None peaked her interest until she identified an Olympus family member. With another sniff she would realize that it was her aunt, Natalya. Eros started making her way towards the woman, approaching her in a way that had her back to the wind to let the woman identify who it was. Her Aunt was blind, but nonetheless as powerful as a goddess. When the woman came into her sights she slackened her pace and stopped a few feet from her. Aunt Natalya, how have you been? It's been a while, hasn't it. Eros lay her catch down and nudged it towards the ebony woman beside her in offering.

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