Northstar Vale veer—zaara

she wanted nothing more than to fall into sleep, away from the half-dreams that tore holes in her heart and the poison that sucked dry the strength from her bones. somehow, she makes it to the copse, and it is the closest she's come to happiness in a long while when she finally lets herself collapse. her forelimb is twitching again, sporadically, but it is exhaustion and not poison which drives it now. "thank you." she offers, the words blurred, and curled in on herself. sleep came quickly and suddenly, and within a moment she was dead to the world.