Duck Lake but the animus returns
those whom life does not cure, death will.
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they were not here.

iliksis had caught laurel's scent, teasingly sparse, some miles back. it was old and faded, and he soon lost it to the heavy scent of meltwater and lush grass. he felt he was tantalizingly close, yet every time he thought he found a clue, it was whittled away into nothing and lead nowhere.

the beast slept tonight by the foot of a pond, regaining the energy he had spent coursing the perimeter for laurel. he was still furious she had slipped away while he had been recovering in the rift.. but it was no matter; iliksis always found his prey.

he would find her, and he would show her just how he felt about little girls who ran away.

he would teach her to be better than that, and looked forward to seeing that cherished look on her face when she came to the realization that he had come for her, and could not be fled from.
warning: PG-18+ explicit content.