Bearclaw Valley [m] feiticeira

I couldn't resist some gruesome sisterly bonding time! <3

From inside the den, Athella held back. Her dark baby blue eyes watched the retreating form of Lita, drawn out into the light. The sickening stench was heavy in the air. It was strange, tickling her nose in a way she had never felt before.

Already, an eerie sense of calm surrounded the young Bearclaw princess. Seated on her haunches, she watched with an intense, neutral expression. Studying what it was that drew her dark sister.

Then the glint of something red, so out of place on the green grass. It was faint, but it was enough to coax Athella out into the heat of the day. Prowling, she slinks up alongside her sister. A clash of a golden necklace against a black cloak.

Underfoot, against the grass, a sticky liquid seeped against her toes. She only glanced at her paw before looking towards the mass of birds. More glimpses of red. With a little hiss she stepped forward so they would give way. This discovery belonged to the Bearclaw sisters. It was on their land - they were entitled. She waited for Lita to catch up, acknowledging it was she who had truly found the gruesome puzzle first.