Morningside Cuesta red as blood

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"Camazotz?" A strange name that the white lady did not recognize. It had whipped the smile, even as faint as it was, from her lips, and left a small blank in her brain. With the way Nefertet used the name, Nimue was left to believe it was a mortal she knew and followed faithfully, or another way of referring to Sister Moon and/or Mother Sun. In her travels, she'd met a great many wolves, and some of them did have alternate ways of saying the same thing. In her mind, there could be no other than Sister Moon and Mother Sun, as her entire existence had been lived in their dreamy realm. That was how it always had been. That was why, since puphood, she had been treated different; the Sister and Mother made her different. Their existence was not a belief, but something as real as Nimue herself... Or perhaps Nimue wasn't real... Either way, she could not question them, nor would she question this woman's beliefs, so she made no comment on the matter.

Having been given permission, she silently drifted past the other, the tips of her colorless fur just faintly brushing that of sister Nefertet's, but the spectre took no notice. She slowly lowered her muzzle as she approached the mangled carcass, the gradual strengething of it's alluring smell causing her to salivate in anticipation. She could feel the poor creature's blood beneath her paws as she approached, still wet and warm, but was too preoccupied in the meal to question why the red sustance was so haphazardly painted everywhere. Finally, the rabbit was before her, and she gladly feasted upon it's remains with relish.

Not that she could see it, but as she ate, she realized most of, if not all, the meat was still intact, having not been nibled on aside from the tearings that came from ripping out its innards. Nefertet had not eaten anything. Had this simply been for fun? Perhaps that is why the Sister brought me here... Nimue reflected silently. She did not want this creature's life wasted.

Satisfied with her fill, she eventually lifted her head and began to lick to crimson blood from her chops, which went quite well with her faded red eyes and stark white fur. Her tail whisked from side to side for a few wags and her wide eyes gleamed with new light as she turned her gaze up to Sister Moon, humming the Sister's song in thoughtful thanks. She then turned her unseeing sights to Nefertet, regarding the brown and red blur with a new warmth, now that she'd been properly fed. "Gratitude, sister."
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