09-19-2022, 12:00 PM
EVERY GRIN WE SHARE IS LIKE.
"speech." . 'thoughts' . attack
"speech." . 'thoughts' . attack
the way the youth moved about the camp signaled to him that she had some knowledge of the layout. eyes glittering with some interest, he licked his lips, committing her name to memory. perhaps past records could uncover more of the manticore, or he could find some old soul that knew her. shaking his head faintly, he looked back to his home, aggrieved by the notion of listening to Seven's sage advice, but knowing he should. inhaling, he looked after Dazir again, whiskers twitching as the gray tom debated chasing after her and greeting her, mute as he was. blinking, exhaling and getting to his paws, he flicked his tail at Seven, almost as if asking her opinion on the matter. he wanted to welcome her properly, but he knew that was a far shot of a thing for him to do in the condition he was in.
A PRAYER COMMITTED TO THE SONG WE SING.
aesior opheles of tanglewood. -- grim - feline shifter.
aesior opheles of tanglewood. -- grim - feline shifter.
THE FLOWER BURNS