And still she searched for her brother, @Arslan, examining the land in all of its peculiarities. One could say she was quite particular, but in truth, she was stalling. Tail hung low as the sun was overshadowed by clouds. Cool, almost cold, though the warmth of the desert continued to linger on nearby.
Bear scent was old, faint. Therefore, Hira had no worries—no concerns when it came to a predator of that size. She relished in her time within the meadow, eventually settling down by a small, thin stream that trickled through the grasses. Touching her nose to the water, she'd begin to nose through her own pelt, grooming herself.
From her lips spilled a song of her homeland. Türkçe in all of its beauty.
Bear scent was old, faint. Therefore, Hira had no worries—no concerns when it came to a predator of that size. She relished in her time within the meadow, eventually settling down by a small, thin stream that trickled through the grasses. Touching her nose to the water, she'd begin to nose through her own pelt, grooming herself.
From her lips spilled a song of her homeland. Türkçe in all of its beauty.
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pick a flower - by Hira - November 14, 2024, 12:04 PM