Barrow Fields this that kinfolk

a hare brought the cream-pelted wolf out to the ancient burial mounds; sobeille surveyed minnow briefly before her gaze slid towards sapphique.

i be sobeille. she announced, lifting her chin to sniff elegantly at the brisk air. you smell like plants. she observed, noticing the same aroma that lingered on maleah’s pelt leaving residual traces on minnow’s.