Ouroboros Spine not today

fade? ;;

once she dreamed of glacier home. of ice and stone to soothe her in the hot months and chill her in the wintertime.

now she knew home must be where her blood was, past or present.

now her blood was in the forest, dark and haunted, but a shining paradise in the eyes of those unafraid.

we will be there. he will want for nothing as long as he is with us. she reached to kiss a mother's cheek.

let them spend time thinking of the great hunts to come, of the joy of moonclans instead of the grief that seemed to pile.