Dragoncrest Cliffs B-E-A-U-T-Y

dead? the trench in miette's forehead deepened. tousaint was beyond repulsed, but miette did not understand.

was this why her little flutterbird didn't move anymore? why the ants she found on the trail stilled forever?

would it happen to her someday? to tousaint?

she peered at the body, still soft --  only hours ago, a pulse sang its merry course under the coyote's skin.

'ow come 'e dead? she followed maleah's lead and poked the body with a paw. the lack of response frustrated miette and she bowed to the ground with a growl, tugging at its shoulders. COME ON, WAKE UP!!