Sunbeam Lair Never Be Broken

hi my name is Danni and I hog rachel threads in return <3 Grabby hands

Often in the darkest recesses of the night was when Reyson was pulled from his contentment. When the stars danced and played above him, what played in his mind, was loud voices. Blood and dirt and tears. Whispered voices. The sound of the dying and the damned. That was what his nights were on occasion. It had lessened in the recent months, but they were returning and he knew it was from the changes in his world.

Soft footfalls upon the loamy ground. Tattered ears twitched backwards and he turned swiftly. Body poised for a ready battle. Though when eyes fell upon ice and honey, he froze and met the amber eyes he had grown used too over teh course of so many days.

He scrubbed a paw over his eye and then looked to her again. Hello Lady Meadow.

Voice breaking the silence. He looked back to the stars. My father loved the stars. I can tell you hundreds of stories and yet i begin to forget them. But in the recesses of the night I can hear him. I was 4 months old when they were killed.