Redtail Rise metzengerstein

big, she answers readily. very big. and whihe, like. . . she scuffs the snow on the ground before them, sending tiny flurries scattering in the gentle breeze.

her teeth are gritted. yellow eyehh'. she sees them clear as day, but in flashes—the look as she'd flung her baby brother, rattled his gentle bones. the orbs as she'd witnessed from a distance, tearing her mother apart.

she looks at Lilia, and smiles very faintly as the girl leaves scent markings of her own along the Rise's weakest border.

she's a part of them now. Prophet has done well with her.

want to fade? <3