July 08, 2022, 05:35 PM
There was blood on the wind. Zahir's nose lifted, scenting at the air, and she rose from her place in the forest to track the scent. As she went, the smell of lynx popped up, growing stronger. It must have made a kill. Bloodred eyes cut through the gloom of the forest, settling upon the back of the lynx. The wolf watched, and waited.
Zahir is healthy.
Zahir is mentally well.
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Superstition - by Hyssop - July 08, 2022, 05:18 PM
RE: Superstition - by Zahir - July 08, 2022, 05:35 PM
RE: Superstition - by Hyssop - July 08, 2022, 05:42 PM
RE: Superstition - by Zahir - July 08, 2022, 06:05 PM
RE: Superstition - by Hyssop - July 08, 2022, 06:30 PM
RE: Superstition - by Zahir - July 08, 2022, 09:28 PM
RE: Superstition - by Hyssop - July 09, 2022, 11:29 AM
RE: Superstition - by Zahir - July 10, 2022, 07:07 PM