Noctisardor Bypass Wander

Inkeri smiled. You welcome. Welcome. Her mimicry still there. She winced again, how she hated it so. No wonder, she had been hurt, and beaten and bloodied. If her pelage wasn't enough to deter most everyone in the village, her mannerisms were, and her deep deep love for her sister. The inability to make very few decisions without Anja. This was a first, and already she wondered how mad Anja would be. Would Anja be angry with her? Well she wouldn't take it back now, was unfair.

Inkeri stayed near him, each thunderclap, making her shrink further and further into herself. By the time they made it to the overhand she was shaking. She was used to storms, that was not what scared her, what scared her was not having Anja within easy reach for comfort, for a softly buried nose in shoulder fur.

They arrived into the cave, and Inkeri slid along the wall, soft body against hard rock, ears back, tail low. She licked at her front, trying to lick the drops off her fur. They hadn't gotten soaked, but her fur was up all over, her fear evident.

Thank you for finding shelter, Lucius. Lucius.