Swiftcurrent Creek morgan le fay

im okay to keep this short btw since they're so young here <33

She had come to know when they slept. Tiny blobs of thoughtless things.

If they did not feast upon her like she was a sacrifice, then they slumbered like gods in wait. She had learned quick to sleep when they did.

Even if they were not particularly nosy.

So she allowed her head to drape over her paws, silver eyes fixed upon the inky blob of her son.

She too would join him on the otherside of inhabiting things beyond them.