Feyre's wandering has left her wary, her paws sore to the bone. She heaves a sigh, letting her tail fall to the forest floor. Her own petite body followed suit shortly, the growing pain in her legs calming briefly.
Her wariness quickly overcomes her senses, and she finds herself curled up against a nearby tree. The welcoming curve of the roots cradling her creamy form. Her small maw drops down upon her fluffy paws, her silky tail wrapping around herself. As her warm eyes close, she finds herself missing the warmth of her family. Her thoughts drift as her mind succumbs to weight of her exhaustion.
Her wariness quickly overcomes her senses, and she finds herself curled up against a nearby tree. The welcoming curve of the roots cradling her creamy form. Her small maw drops down upon her fluffy paws, her silky tail wrapping around herself. As her warm eyes close, she finds herself missing the warmth of her family. Her thoughts drift as her mind succumbs to weight of her exhaustion.
Mercenary: 5/5
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