Wild Berry Meadow follow you down

Blue-red smeared upon her lips; what was the difference between blood and bruised berry? She heard the sound of Buffalo, and she looked to him with pure want. Selfish, indulgent, she craved. But first, this thirsting hunger she would slake! Dine with me, brother! We must celebrate the fast with the feast of all things that give us pleasure! She tore a branch, and from it dangled many succulent berries, and waved it before him before dropping it to the earth. Forgetful, impulsive, she moved to his hip to rub herself against him, to give to him the blood the Gods had asked her to spill, to share with him this as she would all things forevermore. For days on end they had deprived themselves of this pleasure, because it was willed by Them, but They had spoken and demanded that they have their fill of it this eve, in every way that they so desired.