WE'RE SO YOUNG, BUT / joining

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They run, out of the waters, onto the solid ground, away from the desert, and now towards something different, somewhere new. Not what they had planned, but now that the tigress was out of the scene in the Pitt, they'd no longer had easy access to her. Tanglewood may have made more sense, given the relations, but they would rather die than join them. None would suspect the child be in Elysium. They hadn't gotten exactly what they had wanted, no they craved instantaneous victory. The serpent and the wolf had promised them that it was coming, though, and they were truthful that it was still worth going where they'd gone. They still left with something, they still got a blow. The woman that committed such crimes against their father would be taken care of, within time, they're sure.

For now, however, they must take what they can get. The lion cub slows as they come closer into the snowy territory, their pelt and paws burning from the light burns of the electricity that'd struck them. The cold ground eased them, and any blood that may have been on their claws has long since washed off from the waters they'd traversed to get here. No longer running, they stood at their destination. The quiet mountain group and its expansive territory. They were quite intrigued by the lands, admittedly, their pale purple eyes looking out with a slight childlike wonder. Their bag sits at their side, body shifting into a sitting position. They were safe here now.

And so, the cub would wait for another to approach. They had gotten enough to feel satisfied, for now. A blue feather earring sits safely within their bag.

scattering sparks of thought energy deliver me and carry me away