11-23-2024, 02:07 AM
SORRY TO YOUR NEXT X
Zuriela had joined with her cub a bit ago. She was spending her days resting and healing up. Regaining herself and finding her place was harder that she expected. She had been unable to do much outside of follow her kid. Now? Oh now she was better. She was herself and she was outside again. Today, her cub was not with her. She was in her yard. Slowly digging small holes in silence. Ears swiveling to hear any sounds. Still on edge in her new home.
She would finish the last of many holes and would head over to a basket on the steps of her home. Slowly collecting it. she would spill seeds into the holes one by one. Covering them while humming. Soon she would break out into a soft song. Almost a lullaby. Tender and sad in tone. It was clear her mind was not on the world now. It was on the work at hand.
She would finish the last of many holes and would head over to a basket on the steps of her home. Slowly collecting it. she would spill seeds into the holes one by one. Covering them while humming. Soon she would break out into a soft song. Almost a lullaby. Tender and sad in tone. It was clear her mind was not on the world now. It was on the work at hand.
@/teef
ZURILA -- EMERALD ISLES -- SINGLE
[size=8]penned by cobra
[size=8]penned by cobra