THIS IS AN EMPTY BOX! // Disappearance

[Cobra]

Did she have the words to cope with this? Paws guiding her over to the side of her siblings. Ears slamming back as she looked at the blood. Looking at her siblings. She felt blood rushing in her ears. The poet was silent. The words wouldn't come. The tears, on the other hand, did. Dripping on the ground as her face turned away from her siblings.

actions | "speech" | attacking

✎ are you listening yet?