Bearclaw Valley [m] feiticeira

initially, the silver princess could care little of what the gold and the onyx princess were up to, as she remained within the comfort of the den. but both stop, and somehow their silence deafens her to all else. suddenly, she finds herself rising to her feet and spying what is it that halts them — until she smells it.

putrid, filthy, repugnant. adalynn learned what those words meant when she stepped foot near It.
It's eyes, glossy and faded like the surface of water. It's fur, messy and clumped together. It's mouth, slack open and shameless. It's body missing. instead, something putrid, filthy, repugnant runs from where the rest of It's should've been.

now, shes standing between It and her sisters as the shield between them before she breaks into a squeal for her mother, her father — anyone really, to take It away.

adalynn asks, who did this? but she is asking the wrong question.

she should've been asking what.