Frostfire Ridge she wears the smell of blood and death like perfume
what do i do after all this survival?
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After a few heaving breaths, Thuringwethil felt herself even out and she shuffled to a stand position and moved away from the ledge. She would need to find another way down that isn't so slippery. She could go back up and find her way to the river but for now, she turns her focus to the other she wolf as she speaks. "Hopefully it'll pay off one day," she tells her. Whether or not the young leader would pay it forward would be something to determine later, but she tucks the favor in the back of her mind for the time being.

"I'm Thuringwethil," she finally introduces as she takes a few steps to make sure she's on steady ground. Her head whips away to look for a broken path untouched by her own flailing limbs. "What's the best way down?"
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all that wanting, all that aching, all that capacity for love:
it never belonged to you in the first place
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RE: she wears the smell of blood and death like perfume - by Antumbra - January 22, 2016, 08:32 AM