April 17, 2023, 06:55 AM
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almalexia carried a dark and wailing gift as she approached the border of the creek pack once more.
a newborn wrapped in scent of mother's milk, a coyote child. vermin, wrapped in fitting sandy tones. the prophet was delighted to find it vaguely reminiscent of the creek woman she had chosen to torment.
under moonlight she worked; quickly, for the young coyote screamed as she did. a quick motion of sharp teeth saw skin laid open, and she wasted no time. her gift lived still by the time she had finished, but it was not long for this world. flayed, shrieking, dying.
she flung it across the border and swept away, back into the night.