July 21, 2022, 11:12 AM
She slipped, calm and quiet, through the fog. It curved across her form, dancing through her fur, tugging at her from all sides.
She couldn’t stop thinking.
It was annoying. Themis preferred it when she didn’t have to do such a thing. But she felt stagnant, in a way the nomad inside of her abhorred. She was meant to trek, to roam, and fuck, if there wasn’t some nights she wanted to just up and run.
Nephele, Sabah, Themis, all of them, none of them.
Her head hurt.
The matriarch didn’t even notice her son in her footsteps, too caught up in thinking.
She couldn’t stop thinking.
It was annoying. Themis preferred it when she didn’t have to do such a thing. But she felt stagnant, in a way the nomad inside of her abhorred. She was meant to trek, to roam, and fuck, if there wasn’t some nights she wanted to just up and run.
Nephele, Sabah, Themis, all of them, none of them.
Her head hurt.
The matriarch didn’t even notice her son in her footsteps, too caught up in thinking.
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thelktikós - by Melaneus - July 21, 2022, 11:07 AM
RE: thelktikós - by Themis - July 21, 2022, 11:12 AM
RE: thelktikós - by Melaneus - July 25, 2022, 10:05 AM