02-09-2023, 04:46 PM
NATASHA
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Natasha was halfway through her daily gratitude count when she stumbled upon the crime scene. She spotted Zuriela’s limp body and froze; there was so much blood. And… was that… a stump with feathers?
The macaque’s hand covered her mouth as her butt hit the ground. The world was spinning and nausea rolled in her belly. She dug her long toes into the soil. When that failed to help, she tore her face away from Zuriela and fixed her gaze on a sparkly grey rock.
Breathe in for two. Her lungs expanded until her chest felt like it would explode, and then she remembered to exhale. Breathe out for four.
Natasha opened her mouth enough to chew on her knuckles. As horrible as she felt right now, her only concern was trying not to faint. But it was so difficult just to breathe.
The macaque’s hand covered her mouth as her butt hit the ground. The world was spinning and nausea rolled in her belly. She dug her long toes into the soil. When that failed to help, she tore her face away from Zuriela and fixed her gaze on a sparkly grey rock.
Breathe in for two. Her lungs expanded until her chest felt like it would explode, and then she remembered to exhale. Breathe out for four.
Natasha opened her mouth enough to chew on her knuckles. As horrible as she felt right now, her only concern was trying not to faint. But it was so difficult just to breathe.
macaque - she/her - wears red elk cloak
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