Cedar Sweep Black swan

aaaa i am so sorry for the delay!

Memorizing. Identifying. No different. She just stared at him while he debated her status on normalcy, and a shudder ran down his spine at the thought of sharing something in kind with her.

A shame then that already, she felt the pull of something kindred, locked away in those words he didn't want to say. Say them say them say them, her eyes plead. but she quickly dismisses this look with a laugh at his musings. Of course she couldn't help the furs she was born with. She was no chameleon.

Hardly clever. Mostly just desperate, I think. She remarks idly, beginning to walk south towards the distant morass. I'm not giving something credit for givin' me a hard time. She puffs, her tail flicking as her tone lightens to one laced with a snicker. But it does make it feel better when you outwit em'.

Made her feel better.

The look in the eye of something staring down death.