Lost Creek Hollow barbarian (2022)

notice: heat

and on the sixth day mania drove her on a stick-leg march, fumbling progression through abuzz meadow and then tumbling down into the hollow. 

she were less repugnant now, ooze of sick flesh and crust scraped off her pelt, skeleton less offensive yet still present under unkempt coat, pitch pitch pitch black, as it should be.

her howl was distracted, falling and rising as each sway of foliage made her stop, pause. listen. but it wasn't him.

the madwoman's head rose again to call for @Crowfeather.

>:3

There it is! You magical unicorn. *w* <3 

Kat the Atreus tag is just for reference. <3

 

The call for him had pulled him from his place outside the den where @Atreus was healing. Crowfeather had been bound to the healing quarters. His time had been spent checking on Atreus and Aquillius. He brought them food and herbs to help them sleep. He waited outside for signs that they might need him, eager to spring at the smallest sound. 

The voice that summoned him was familiar. It rattled his mind. The shadow recalled her easily. She was made of dark fur and wild eyes. She carried her mania on her sleeve, hiding it from no one. 

The three-legged wolf padded into view. His honey eyes were squinted with concern and uncertainty. 

Blackwing- 

The scent of her wafted through his nose, spiking the hair along his neck. 

Are you alright? he asked timidly.

he. 

she was a flurry of submission, crouched low with muzzle reaching to plant licks alongside bror's, lowered tail wagging and ears pinned flat to the skull.

her little whines urgent.

As her whimpers filled his ears, realization dawned on the dark star. His eyes searched her figure, frantic for some way to escape this interaction. The last time he had been with a woman, it had resulted in two puppies. And his heart belonged only to Germanicus. There could be no way for him to curb the burning desire in the dark woman. No matter her longing, he would not be able to fill it.

But he could provide her with a place to stay.

Come- Come with me. You'll be safe here. You'll be safe…

Crowfeather motioned with his snout for the dark woman to follow him into Riverclan. The hollow had many places to hide someone who did not wish to be found. If she sought the company of a man, she would find many in the vicinity of their home.