01-04-2025, 05:15 PM
@Mouse <3
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It was hungry.
Hungry.
Hungry.
The feeling gnawed and gnashed in its stomach, churning around the emptiness within. It kept turning its head to seek a companion that was no longer there. It kept looking down at the footprints it left behind and wondering why there were not two sets.
It wondered a great many things, like why it was here, and where it could find food, and why it could no longer remember its friend's face. Something whispered in its mind that the memory of its friend was a more distant one than it believed, when it only felt like yesterday that they went to sleep alongside one another for the last time.
But no. It was distant enough that if it did not think hard about its companion, it would forget about him altogether, and it did not want that to happen. If its mind wandered too far, it convinced itself that it had been traveling alone for its entire life.
That was not true. It remembered the feeling of hands running through its fur. It remembered a mumbling voice. It remembered warmth.
It remembered. It remembered.
It just did not remember well enough.
Hunger rumbled in its stomach once more, bringing its mind back to the present. Flitting between the two was a jarring thing, for its paws had brought it further than it expected. The pads of them stung and left pink imprints in the snow where they'd cracked and bled, but that discomfort was bearable. Was commonplace.
It paused before the great tree, and settled down to lick at the bottom of its foot, tongue laving over the broken skin and nose wrinkling at the coppery tang that flooded its mouth.
the staff team luvs u
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It was hungry.
Hungry.
Hungry.
The feeling gnawed and gnashed in its stomach, churning around the emptiness within. It kept turning its head to seek a companion that was no longer there. It kept looking down at the footprints it left behind and wondering why there were not two sets.
It wondered a great many things, like why it was here, and where it could find food, and why it could no longer remember its friend's face. Something whispered in its mind that the memory of its friend was a more distant one than it believed, when it only felt like yesterday that they went to sleep alongside one another for the last time.
But no. It was distant enough that if it did not think hard about its companion, it would forget about him altogether, and it did not want that to happen. If its mind wandered too far, it convinced itself that it had been traveling alone for its entire life.
That was not true. It remembered the feeling of hands running through its fur. It remembered a mumbling voice. It remembered warmth.
It remembered. It remembered.
It just did not remember well enough.
Hunger rumbled in its stomach once more, bringing its mind back to the present. Flitting between the two was a jarring thing, for its paws had brought it further than it expected. The pads of them stung and left pink imprints in the snow where they'd cracked and bled, but that discomfort was bearable. Was commonplace.
It paused before the great tree, and settled down to lick at the bottom of its foot, tongue laving over the broken skin and nose wrinkling at the coppery tang that flooded its mouth.
the staff team luvs u