Bearclaw Valley [m] go back to sleep

me too
it was such a simple expression of camaraderie. athalia blinks, shunting the carcass with a small but mighty kick. she lowers herself to the ground as if in slow motion, a quivering sigh given as her elbows hit the earth, then her belly. all the while, she is unmoving; unblinking.
who was this girl?
the bruingirl flips through her mental files, searching for a place she could have seen her before. a sibling? no, that could not be. ancelin nor ameline hadn't introduced her either. maybe she is like mother, ignored by everyone else, coming and going as she pleases.
her tongue flicks out to pass over her lips and her teeth, tasting the now cooled blood. another sigh is shuddered out as she moves to protect her rabbit again, resting her head upon the open chest; the muscles are still warm.
she says nothing else, only silently communicates something: mine.