Dragoncrest Cliffs thursday night began much like the others, but ended much less happily.
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her sides ached with a kind of foreign tenderness that had her leave the Sound, in search of some place where she may rest without contest. despite her fondness for her new home and rank, Rusalka was anything but stable, and so that morn found her high on the cliffs, investigating the past signs of occupation that faded quickly under the sudden influx of wild things come to squeeze what they could from this forsaken territory. 

the woman stretched herself across the rocky earth, surveying her stomach with mild discontent. here and there the pale stretch of her skin was visible, where surely her fur had been torn away during the challenge. with a huff, she lowers her forelimb and surveys the cliff edge some distance from her, the roaring crash of the sea below muted.
That is not dead which can eternal lie. 
And with strange aeons even death may die.

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thursday night began much like the others, but ended much less happily. - by Cassiopeia - April 09, 2019, 05:27 PM