Lion Head Mesa [m] and every night my mind is running around her

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Forward dated to the 26th!

As the haze faded from her mind and the flames faded from her veins, Serein was consumed with anxiety. It wasn't regret, not quite. Or maybe it was, but — not regret for him. She didn't regret @Kemal. He hadn't given her any reason to yet.

But children? She didn't know the first thing about children. She didn't even have a den.

So when the light dawned on the seventh day, Serein rose with the sun, snuffling loudly through the dirt as she trailed away from the space she'd shared with Kemal. It wasn't quite an invitation, but it was as close as he would get to one. Her tail swayed idly behind her, a subtle sign of how she settled into something like contentment now that she was in motion.