Fox's Glade Magical musical break-up hospital

edited 10/31/19

There were times when the general misfortune of being small worked in Bhediya's favor. For instance, famine rarely affected her as strongly as it did her purely wolf counterparts; while she did have to eat more often, small meals sufficed to keep her held over, as opposed to having to consume large portions in order to be even somewhat satiated.

Bhediya was still just as hungry as everyone else, but for now, she would be okay.

A part of the aging ascetic was grateful for the food shortages. Without the availability of the constant temptation, even as necessary as it was, Bhediya could focus on other aspects of her life. One part that she'd been particularly fixated on was her sadness and how long she'd neglected it.

A stranger wandered through a thicket not far from where she'd wandered. There was a moment of hesitation, wherein she debated between approaching them for conversation or continuing on her way. If they had somewhere to be, as most often do, then any efforts for the former would have been in vain. Standing still with her paws planted in the dew-ridden grass, Bhediya chuffed and waited patiently for a response.