Verdigris Ravine (M) And wrens have begun to sing an old song in the mouth of your kettle.
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She could’ve sworn she picked up S’ari’s scent among the rest. Her tail twitched as she licked her dry lips. Would her acquaintance and her ilk permit Towhee to fetch a drink before she headed back north?

Before she could send up a call, a peculiar pain flashed through her abdomen, stealing Towhee’s breath. She widened her stance without thinking as what felt like a bolt of lightning arced through her hips. She glanced downward, expecting blood for some reason, but saw nothing. The pain peaked, then began to ebb.

She remained in her slightly splayed position, breathing harshly as she muttered, Fuck was that about?
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RE: And wrens have begun to sing an old song in the mouth of your kettle. - by Towhee - March 13, 2024, 10:17 AM