I am not beneath you.

*Eros* · 03-04-2014, 01:34 PM

The goddess basked underneath the leaves of an old birch tree. She was surprised that the leaves and grass underneath had managed to stay so lush in the searing heat of summer. This summer was particularly harsh, a test from her ancestors, the gods. Only the strongest would do well. Her tail swayed from side to side, ruffling the grass and sweeping the dry dirt from side to side.
Fiery eyes opened and she cast her gaze downward, to the point in which the bare cliff jutted out. A small wolf stood there. He had a creamy pelt and a stocky build. The little man was standing at the cliff-edge, gazing down bealow. Ugh. Would she have to bother to converse with this man? She hoped not, it was beneath ber.

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I am not beneath you.

Eros