the wraith drifts along the lakeshore, hunger not as pressing as it was days ago, and thus warranting her aimlessness. the region that stretched between the southern mountains and the flatlands has come to appeal to her, and she finds herself remaining content within its limits. without the pressures of a pack, she wanders as she will, following whichever food sources have the most potential. she is more scavenger than hunter, yes, but for now, it suits her.
she pauses by the waterside, stepping forward until the chill washes over her paws. night is already settled over the wilds, and the fog that has come alongside it makes it hard to see more than a few meters across the still lake. dipping her crown, she moves to drink deeply as the distant, sharp yowls of a coyote pack start up.
she pauses by the waterside, stepping forward until the chill washes over her paws. night is already settled over the wilds, and the fog that has come alongside it makes it hard to see more than a few meters across the still lake. dipping her crown, she moves to drink deeply as the distant, sharp yowls of a coyote pack start up.
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fingers laced a crown - by Eirwyn - December 01, 2019, 05:12 PM
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