Dahozhoni Meadow cut my loosened tongue

tamasi’s ears flicked toward the woman, but her head twisted to glance behind her, scanning the terrain for any sign of pursuit. her body was taut, trembling with exhaustion, yet her fear kept her upright. her tail lashed behind her, fur bristling in agitation as the question grated against her nerves.

does it matter? she snaps.

her amber eyes flashing back to meet towhee’s. can you help or not? her voice cracked, her breath hitching as she took a half-step back, like she was ready to bolt at the first sign of hesitation.