He was trying to swing his path back towards the shore. Towards the Shadewood. So, he left the meadow behind him and ambled slowly back the way he’d come. Somewhat, at least.
He brushed his nose against the ground, Hen on his shoulders. Scents passed through here, and something familiar about them scorched his memory. His brow furrowed deeper and deeper with every passing moment as he thought, chewing on the coming realization like a tough piece of gristle.
Only it never came, and he blasted out a breath like a horse, raising his head from the dirt. On his shoulder, Hen peered over his ears, then chattered at him a few times.
I don’t require your assistance or commentary He tried to convey to the chipmunk with a look.
He brushed his nose against the ground, Hen on his shoulders. Scents passed through here, and something familiar about them scorched his memory. His brow furrowed deeper and deeper with every passing moment as he thought, chewing on the coming realization like a tough piece of gristle.
Only it never came, and he blasted out a breath like a horse, raising his head from the dirt. On his shoulder, Hen peered over his ears, then chattered at him a few times.
I don’t require your assistance or commentary He tried to convey to the chipmunk with a look.
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Sable’s voice is barely audible due to a vocal chord deformity at birth.
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so things are different tonight - by Sable - March 08, 2024, 11:46 AM
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