05-24-2022, 03:41 AM
embrace my lungs -
The xenosmilus would not be alone for long, his voice enough of a summons to distract her from her aching path. The swamp would open its maw and reveal the pitiful cream tabby, fresh burns pricking and pulling at every stretch of muscle and sinew, bones already weary and aching so very deeply. yet, the border would not protect itself, it did not have the legs to patrol itself.
Tired golden eyes would fix on his familiar face, a voice sure to be familiar after a while spilling from burnt maw, "You're a sight for sore eyes, Byriath. I only hope that this bridge is mend-able. How goes things in the homeland? Any news?", talk was easy between familiar people, as if it was talk between old friends. How long had she known him? She knew who he was years ago. Was it so different now? Sitting down as a coughing fit wracked the Celt's miserable body, sniffling and raising her paw to rub her nose against the fur there.
Tired golden eyes would fix on his familiar face, a voice sure to be familiar after a while spilling from burnt maw, "You're a sight for sore eyes, Byriath. I only hope that this bridge is mend-able. How goes things in the homeland? Any news?", talk was easy between familiar people, as if it was talk between old friends. How long had she known him? She knew who he was years ago. Was it so different now? Sitting down as a coughing fit wracked the Celt's miserable body, sniffling and raising her paw to rub her nose against the fur there.
- your breath i keep
teef
MERLIN GWYNNE
penned by teef
penned by teef