Sun Mote Copse so[m]eone else's dream

marked as mature only because she's in heat.

she awoke one morning to find herself swathed in a perfume of her own making.  with excitement, she checked in with antha before she slipped quietly from the territory and into the wilds.

she wanted to be held in the arms of a stranger.  more than that, she wanted to swell with life.  though she knew the latter would never come, she thought the former might be attainable.  she set herself about the copse, searching for another.