11-20-2018, 12:01 AM
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[color=#137E7A]FINNLOCH
" i dont dare let darkness have it's way with me "
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a small gray-blue femme looked out from the bushes, tipping her head off to one side as she observed althea, curious. moving so that her presence would be noted she cleared her throat, "are you lost, little love?" her voice was rough and throaty. sounded like she had spent hours crying or screaming herself hoarse.
she moved slowly as she exited the bushes, smelling of medicines and pain. fin would kill her if they knew that their mum was out and about. she had no way to know how old the other molly was, instead trusting their mother's instincts in either regard.
she chuckled gently, limping, "oh, fancy glasses, dear. what do you see in them?" there was a warm amusement in her voice, the hints and murmurs of the highlands buried in the depths of her tone. she had been on her way to wash off the latest round of herbs after they had started to fail and smell bad. there was an infection in them, making it doubly painful for her.
althea's scent and voice had caught her attention when it had strayed so deep into their territory.
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[color=#137E7A]FINNLOCH
" i dont dare let darkness have it's way with me "
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a small gray-blue femme looked out from the bushes, tipping her head off to one side as she observed althea, curious. moving so that her presence would be noted she cleared her throat, "are you lost, little love?" her voice was rough and throaty. sounded like she had spent hours crying or screaming herself hoarse.
she moved slowly as she exited the bushes, smelling of medicines and pain. fin would kill her if they knew that their mum was out and about. she had no way to know how old the other molly was, instead trusting their mother's instincts in either regard.
she chuckled gently, limping, "oh, fancy glasses, dear. what do you see in them?" there was a warm amusement in her voice, the hints and murmurs of the highlands buried in the depths of her tone. she had been on her way to wash off the latest round of herbs after they had started to fail and smell bad. there was an infection in them, making it doubly painful for her.
althea's scent and voice had caught her attention when it had strayed so deep into their territory.
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