the woman finds shelter under the curve of an outcropping as the rain turns furious, stinging against the red stone. languidly she moves to stretch out against the rock, tail-tip flicking as she surveys the stone. it can not be much later than midday, but the canyon is besieged by darkness, shadows stretching out alongside the rock.
shifting, hela moves to groom her forelimb, muzzle moving over the scar tissue there, tugging away dead skin and cleaning away red earth from the place minori's fangs had rent skin and sinew a month past, poking curiously at the senseless part of her limb, where the touch of her own muzzle does not register. nerve-damage, an oddity that she tests with a press of her fangs, wondering at the numbness of it.
shifting, hela moves to groom her forelimb, muzzle moving over the scar tissue there, tugging away dead skin and cleaning away red earth from the place minori's fangs had rent skin and sinew a month past, poking curiously at the senseless part of her limb, where the touch of her own muzzle does not register. nerve-damage, an oddity that she tests with a press of her fangs, wondering at the numbness of it.
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she told me not to step on the cracks - by Hela - July 23, 2020, 01:20 PM
RE: she told me not to step on the cracks - by Colin - July 23, 2020, 01:41 PM
RE: she told me not to step on the cracks - by Hela - July 23, 2020, 02:27 PM
RE: she told me not to step on the cracks - by Colin - July 24, 2020, 06:58 AM