Drag Me Down

*Brynhildr* · 10-20-2014, 09:44 AM

The intrusion might have sparked her ire if she wasn't so godsdamned pleased with herself. She cracked one molten eye to gaze in the direction of wherever the voice had come from. Her vision cleared and there sat a woman, keeping polite distance but eying her with... some strange intent. Isn't this nice, she thought with a wan smile. Slowly, and with great effort, the woman rolled over to lay in sphinx-like fashion. "Well hello to you too," she purred in a way that indicated nothing but blissful exhaustion. Would she ever make it through a night undisturbed? It was hard to say. It was rare enough, at least. A breeze flowed through the orchard, warmer than she expected and bringing a fresh wave of heady excess. Brynhildr inhaled, drawing it deep into her lungs and begging that one breath to stay with her forever. But as her head began to swim she exhaled, body deflating. "What brings you here? Is this your land or something?" She laughed weakly, and yawned. "I'm sorry if so, but you'll have to kill me. I don't wanna move." She allowed her head to flop down onto her paws and blinked lazily. At least she'd die happy, but somehow she didn't think this polite woman meant her any harm. Unless she was some sort of sadist, that is, but you only ran into so many of those in your lifetime and Bryn had probably reached her quota long before.

"TALK" THINK "YOU"

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