Bearclaw Valley you are a brick tied to me that's dragging me down
i will pry his bony fingers free
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Indra woke with a startle, Laurel gone and the den seeping in coldness. She shifted to her feet with a rough shake, half expecting to find her sister outside -- she was not.

A frown worried her features and she set after Laurel's fresh prints with haste, trepidation turning into steely resolve as she recognized the path they took. Like Laurel Indra longed to leave, and the closer she got to the den the stronger her feelings on the matter grew. Xan's scent was heavy here; to scent how frequented the den was by him, when theirs was never visited at all.. the revelation evinced a bitterness the Redleaf could not swallow.

She made no sound as she stepped under the threshold behind Laurel, her eyes trained to the new life the den shielded.
now the wren has gone to roost and the sky is turning gold,
and like the sky, my soul is also turning.
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RE: you are a brick tied to me that's dragging me down - by Indra - April 10, 2018, 07:19 AM