King Elk Forest i've been watching you creep

just a post to keep this moving <3

it was anatha who spoke first, and thus anatha who commanded mona's attention. the yearling shook her muzzle quickly. "i don't know," she rejoined in a tremulous voice. still disoriented, the nuro sat down again, drawing in great draughts of breath as panic threatened to envelop her.
"there was a giant shining bird, and then i felt ... something like a bite, or a snap. or a cut. and then i woke up wearing this fucking thing," the mayfair hissed in a spate of rage. she fell to writhing against the snow then, hoping to catch the collar on something and perhaps tear it off her slim throat.