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Ooc — Talamasca
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January 24, 2024, 03:40 PM
the other woman is pouncing the snow. sulukinak is reminded of the way a fox will leap and dance as it seeks mice; she eyes the hawk as an afterthought, and lowers her head submissively when all eyes turn to her.
she slinks closer, stopping to sniff the snow, checking for food scents and to discern why the other woman was so agitated. there is nothing to explain it.
her tail sways, and she looks with a similar head tilt at the snow, at the woman, at the hawk; asking in a more comfortable silent way, what is wrong?
she slinks closer, stopping to sniff the snow, checking for food scents and to discern why the other woman was so agitated. there is nothing to explain it.
her tail sways, and she looks with a similar head tilt at the snow, at the woman, at the hawk; asking in a more comfortable silent way, what is wrong?
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let death come - by Towhee Jr - January 21, 2024, 04:39 PM
RE: let death come - by Sulukinak - January 21, 2024, 04:57 PM
RE: let death come - by Towhee Jr - January 24, 2024, 05:58 AM
RE: let death come - by Sulukinak - January 24, 2024, 03:40 PM
RE: let death come - by Towhee Jr - January 27, 2024, 02:00 PM
RE: let death come - by Sulukinak - January 29, 2024, 01:27 PM
RE: let death come - by Towhee Jr - January 30, 2024, 09:48 AM
RE: let death come - by Sulukinak - January 30, 2024, 04:27 PM
RE: let death come - by Towhee Jr - January 31, 2024, 06:42 AM
RE: let death come - by Sulukinak - January 31, 2024, 06:55 PM