Porcupine Ridge children of the corn

setting this before her thread w tagg now

before her tongue could sweep the surface of the waters, capriccio glided down upon her, and vuk flattened herself against the ground with placating sweeps of her pale plume. "i --" she had no true excuse -- she had been stung by taggarik's rejection, and determined to fulfill the wants of her body. "he d-does not w-want me ... he w-wants .... y-you," vuk whispered brokenly.


perhaps her beloved alpha female would understand, perhaps she would not press the girl further, but the pain that wreathed from capriccio was tangible, and vuk hated that she was the source of it.