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roundtable rival / mori - no more - 10-21-2018
[align=center][div style="width:450px; font-size:8.6pt;line-height:1.2; color:#000;font-family:calibri;margin-top:3px;margin-bottom:3px;margin-left:0px;text-align:justify;"]Quiet breath gained a quicker pitch, drawn through teeth that snap together, barely missing tip of the tongue. Body draws in upon itself, tremor trailing chilled fingers along the curve of the spine. Even nestled amongst the mound of blankets and soft toys, things they had come to greatly love though some had felt the touch of small claws, pieces of fluff pulled from splits, they felt cold. Rare was things such as dreams for the child, driven to the brink of exhaustion during the hours of the day so sleep may prove that much easier though still there was a fuss, a want to continue exploration. Unlucky had they been this night, caught in a nightmare spreading about their mind, working through every crevice until it was all there was.
Finally lips parted and the sound which escaped bordered upon a sob, features pinched together as baby blues shone with tears as of yet unshed. Gentle was the murmur of easy breath, the warmth of the other inhabitant of the hut not enough to break the chill about them all the same, gentle sound raising from her as the bengal shifted. Want was there to creep closer, curl against Goldie and feel the raise of her chest with each breath, a gentle huff tickling along their ears. Many nights had been passed as such, the child crawling closer and enjoy her presence, this was not one of those, however.
Lifting themself upon unsteady legs CCLIV moved across the small space, stopping as the boards groaned gently beneath the press of small paws, wince drawn across their features. The passage took a great deal longer than it should have for this constant stopping and starting, but finally they were at the door, opening with a soft groan of old hinges. A small slither of moonlight seeped through the crack between door and frame, the cub afraid to close it for they might not enter again if they did so and they had no want to wake the Dealer, allowing it instead to stand a little bit open. With this done they turned, casting a worried glance about the empty expanse of beach. The moon hung high above their head leaving the former expanse of golden toned within a muted shade of silver, prints within speaking of others passage but none were within sight. Swallowing against a lump forming in their throat they took a slow pace, gaze moving across the landscape before them.
[member=2277]MORIBUND[/member]