As Atara's time drew nearer, Galena's patrol circled closer to the Bruin-tooth's nest — magnetized by a deep instinct to care and provide for her leader. Like a lioness among sisters, her natural attentiveness towards the dark rook was innate. She prowled through the dark, an auspicious moon casting its light across the valley, and smelled Merrick before she could see him. The Witch was perched upon a slab of stone. Her perceptive gaze cast upon him and she watched as he slunk forward, fixated on the den, face twisted in concern and... anger? Galena was confused by this expression. She moved towards the luminary's haunch (as to not stand abreast or before him) in a titillating silence, with only the chorus of his blackbird's pain breaking the night. She must bring greatness into the world, her Reverend Mother would say, our legacy depends on it.
She had no enlightened words for Merrick, but stood with him in solidarity and hoped the pain would pass over and through Astara, leaving nothing but blessings in its wake.
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it’s got to come and find us, all we are is stars - by Astara - May 08, 2020, 07:42 PM
RE: it’s got to come and find us, all we are is stars - by Merrick - May 08, 2020, 07:49 PM
RE: it’s got to come and find us, all we are is stars - by Galena - May 09, 2020, 12:28 AM
RE: it’s got to come and find us, all we are is stars - by Fraser - May 09, 2020, 07:53 AM