Chimera Fields crawl

prey is not what the giantess would find. not for now.

having taken another chance to explore the wilds beyond the palace suring the expedition, racharra finds one more fragment of her past. and her heart sinks to her feet as she steps past the protection of the deepweald trees. eyes set upon zharille, the nebet stands between the blades of field grass like a fawn.

words fail her, clogging the girls throat but she had made her presence known through the cracking of branches as she'd exited the forest. her heart throbs, but she swallows the lump in her throat to give a gentle bark before finally approaching. her muscles were tense, and her ears flat against her skull as her body forces the grass to part for her despite having tossed her nobility aside for this moment. a moment she has been waiting — no, yearning for.

she may not be as tall as her mother, but for the first time in racharra's life she meets with her eye-to-eye. and she trembles.