01-02-2023, 10:01 PM
and they saw trouble in my eyes
"speech." . 'thoughts' . attack
"speech." . 'thoughts' . attack
Hauling himself to unsteady paws, the tabby tom would stiffly trod a few steps from his nest and pick up his cloak made of rabbit's fur and shrug it on over his thin frame. Nose dripping, he would turn and wipe at it with a tired huff as he headed towards the door of his home, barely remembering to snag his veil on his way out the door. He hated the looks he got for the scars decorating his muzzle, the way the others glanced away quickly when he caught them looking. Taking careful steps down the stairs of his home, the Luminary would watch as he placed his paws one before the other, breath misting around his muzzle. Looking up to the skies he would frown, had it really gotten this cold already? Shuddering as he pulled his cloak tighter to himself, he would plod into the center of town and to the marble statue. Sitting down at the foot of the statue, he would take a moment to catch his breath before forcing his body into a shift. Moments later a dark lion sat in his place, breathing hard before lifting his head and roaring, "Tanglers! We're having a meeting!", he broke into a coughing fit as he waited for the group to appear.
they were quick to recognize the devil in me.
aesior opheles of tanglewood. -- luminary.
aesior opheles of tanglewood. -- luminary.
THE FLOWER BURNS