Phoenix Maplewood there is a girl in the lobby of a cheap hotel

backdated about a day or so! for @Lainie
wotd;divagate

 

it is absurd to think that only weeks ago had she roamed around these parts alongside west with bliss tickled eyes and a lightly dancing heart. so different now to the weariness that had taken up permanent residence in the depths of her bones and the consistent pressure on her chest as if paws were planted there with iron force. at least it's nearly time to go home, having decided she'd make the trip back to the protective embrace of verdant easthollow with its everlasting sentries of ethereal stone; she missed it all dreadfully now and she could only hope that west and valette would bear no ill will towards her for her sudden disappearance...and that they wouldn't mind her coming home with a little shadow to add to the ranks. she hadn't even let herself consider the posibility of them turning away alsek and therefore her, for there was no reality in which polaris would allow the blackbird to be handed back to the world's cruel mercy. 

her shoulder leans heavily against the firm trunk by her side, eyes drifting lazily across the ever shifting floor. dapples of criss crossed light making mesmerizing patterns that grew more and more bleary with each heavy blink. even the lilts of joyous birdsong and rustling leaves seemed muted as her mind stuggled against the welcoming tendrils of sleep tickling at her conscience. 

but no...she cannot, not yet and giving her head the roughest of shakes to jolt some life into her weary soul, she would start with surprise at the sticky pull making it difficult to tug free from the trunk. ripping away, she'd turn and glare reproachfully at the innocent tree limb, frowning as she prowled closer to the glistening substance. "what the..." wrinkling her nose, she'd lean closer still with an experimental sniff; releasing a pleasantly surprised huff at the sweet aroma tugging her in. tilting her head now, a salmon tongue would snake forth to lick at the sticky substance and oh!! 

it is like nothing she's ever tried before!

it bathes her tongue in heavenly bliss and coats her throat with sweet symphonies, eyes half lidded with delight as she laps greedily at it again. so different to what she is used to, her stomach lurches a little uneasily at something so pungent after being so used to the bland palette of meat and water but she greedily licks on. shamelessly glad to be able to let her mind divagate from the world of heavily pressing topics and rather wholly indulge in this sweet ebullience coating her mouth.