July 22, 2018, 01:21 PM
indra, content by the man's reaction to her suggestion, strode forward evenly with a rolling gait that almost seemed to quietly emulate confidence. perhaps her new role had been good for her; laurel and her contributions had finally been recognized, and as she trailed out of bearclaw and into the emerald hills of wapun, indra silently reflected.
the male, no stranger to hunting, was subtly scrutinized; every pause of his frame and lift of his muzzle was discreetly studied - bearclaw was too small for dead-weight, and indra was testing his instincts as well as his ability to play well alongside others.
they paused, grey-damp grass underfoot -- a thin trickle of preyscent rising in the slowly warming summer air. sheep; indra had not had live fare in sometime, and the prospect of something besides carrion caused her mouth to water. sharing a glance with the male, indra motioned with her muzzle as if to approve such a conquest, and then struck off slowly down the twisting trail.
the male, no stranger to hunting, was subtly scrutinized; every pause of his frame and lift of his muzzle was discreetly studied - bearclaw was too small for dead-weight, and indra was testing his instincts as well as his ability to play well alongside others.
they paused, grey-damp grass underfoot -- a thin trickle of preyscent rising in the slowly warming summer air. sheep; indra had not had live fare in sometime, and the prospect of something besides carrion caused her mouth to water. sharing a glance with the male, indra motioned with her muzzle as if to approve such a conquest, and then struck off slowly down the twisting trail.
now the wren has gone to roost and the sky is turning gold,
and like the sky, my soul is also turning.
and like the sky, my soul is also turning.
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RE: hym - by Indra - July 22, 2018, 01:21 PM