Blackfeather Woods the radio station disappears, music turned into thin air

she stood defiantly as he supped himself of her features. iliksis found favor in the way she endured his stares, barefaced and defiant under his watch. most would crumble in uncertainty to be so boldly scrutinized, or find their confidence shaken. but she simply stood, a lean and feral thing. she was aware too, which caused a flicker of bemusement to cross his muzzle.

he followed her then, keeping his steps slow. he would not drive too closely after her retreating form, having learned once how quickly she was capable of turning her teeth against him.