The Sleep Of The Innocent
03-29-2014, 10:07 PM
(This post was last modified: 03-31-2014, 07:12 AM by Erani.)
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The limp body she held in her jaws was a stark reminder of the sad side of life. Of its ups and downs, its twists and turns. Twig had birthed a stillborn and a lot of blood. Jinxx was with her right now, and Themisto was behind. She had a great deal to say to this male, but for the time being, her tongue would stay its words. A burial was no place for the topic she had on her mind. She left the ravine, and felt ice slip through her veins. That feeling of impending violence stayed with her, lifting her hackles and putting ice into her eyes as she padded through the territory to a quiet place that would become a riot of wild flowers and color in the next spring. Setting the still form upon the ground, and set about digging. ?Keep watch.? A low command for Themisto?s ears only. She couldn?t shake the feeling of danger, and her ears were on the constant alert. |