Fox's Glade [m] The ribbon on my wrist says:

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Selfish thoughts.

That was what she told herself when all her musings took a violent turn, when she could do nothing but picture herself in blood. Still the images came to her — as if she might find relief there, in that sort of pain. Or maybe what she wanted was to die, was that it?

No — no, she didn't think so.

But maybe it was a little late to be asking this question. Foxglove blinked down in a daze at the mess she'd made of herself, scarcely recalling even now how it had happened. Her mouth was red and wet, just like her forelegs. It still didn't make any sense.

Warmth dripped thickly from her gilded fur. She sat down hard in the snow, letting out a little gasp that broke quickly into a sob when she realized what she'd done. To herself. She'd done this to herself, and she didn't know how she would ever say that to Petal or Dahlia.

Maybe she was better off dead after all.

blood was a promising scent.

blood was a worrying scent.

she followed after it, a giant’s paws on knobby legs. she was lured in by the scene that had been created. already it whispered promises of sadness, of tragedy.

she had thought of her brother in the moments that brought her near. she hoped he had never been like this. alone and with his own blood on him. it lurched her stomach and dizzied her vision to think of him.

when she could, green eyes watched the golden blood-splattered figure.

her teeth chattered on her tongue. something hurting within her, something scared and uncertain.

yet some old primal instinct crooned within her. told her to help the weak, to finish what had so clearly been started. if she had not been able to save her brother, to stop his tragedy, then she could stop this one. she could crush out this scene and the peace would resume to the glade again.

with twisted conviction, she lunged and aimed for the older child’s nape, hopeful to seize control of such a terrifying scene.