Boartusk Heights dupetky

very likely last one from me

The funniest thing about the whole incident was that Valeria still couldn’t see. The angry faces, the bickering and shifting; all of which was done to stop her wasn’t helping at all. She was a little squealing mess, and when her brother lashed after her, her voice grew louder.

Like a hamster she whined before finally freeing herself from his hold and biting on the teat again to get more milk for herself. It dripped down her chin and stained her mouth. Her mother, swollen from the constant abuse, couldn’t even speak.

Then one eye cracked open, and she looked a little stupid, like a rat. As her dad called her. At least she could see now: the terrible faces of her siblings she would have to look into for the rest of her life. More milk then she wanted to drink, kicking once again those who were in the way. And those whom her legs couldn’t reach, she smacked with her tail.