La La Latch
Myth was all too aware of the young woman’s staring and she was doing her best to avoid even looking at her. The voice was getting louder, pounding along the inside of her skull and demanding that it be heard. She was doing her best to focus on her hunger and the food suddenly presented to her. She was given permission and with the meal pushed her way the woman didn’t wait for any more encouragement, instantly she was diving into the fragrant gift. It had been some time since Myth had gotten any sort of real meal and the taste of meat and the metallic tang of blood made her stomach clench, despite that she continued on, leaving not a single scrap of meat on the hare’s bones by the time she was done; and even then she gnawed on the bones. She had probably eaten too much considering her lack of a diet but in the moment she didn’t care. The Incessant hunger had been banished and she was grateful. Turning gaze once more upon the dappled woman the voice began to scream again and she finally pulled herself back up into a sitting position. “May I know your name?” She allowed herself to look at the female this time, though she still avoided meeting her gaze. |