Totoka River teeth like kindling

it'd be smart to cut her losses here, move on. who knows what diseases the starveling has.

a long shadow cuts between them. suddenly the man is upon his back, put there righteously by a stalwart male who, as atoztli surmises, must have observed this ridiculous scene unfold.

vindication turns to outrage as she listens; rather than waste her breath with a madman, atoztli pushes the kill forward, presuming the coagulating blood upon her limbs would speak for itself.

a liar! atoztli's eyes narrow as an artful tear slips from his cheek. he claims he might not make the summer. good! then that would be a service to us all, thief. she cuts, claws digging into the meal she hardly had the good fortune to enjoy.