Morningside Cuesta Drive slow

Wildfire gave Freyja an agenda for the next stretch of their journey. Nodding to the words eagerly, the child drew her tongue over her lips as curiosity got the better of her. “What else could there be?”

Though curiosity had driven the question out of her, her hunger soon took over again. She took advantage of every nook and cranny that the prey had to offer and she did so in a very un-lady like manner. Bloodying up her face as she enjoyed the delights of her meal, Freyja looked up to Wildfire with a fire in her deep chestnut eyes once she had finished her meal. She was ready to get back at it.