wishbone

A periwinkle sky melted into the golden halo of the descending sun. The thin drapery of the clouds nearest the horizon began to blush pink. Opposite the sun was a different scene entirely: a herd of clouds, dark as the steeds of the Wild Hunt, were gilded by the brilliant, blinding star. Whipped along by the endless winds of the hills, promising rainfall. 

The scent of wild turkey had brought the brute back to the grassland. Now, the body of one laid at his paws with a broken neck.

The man sat tall amongst the billowing grasses with the warmth of the sun on his back. Honey brown eyes took in the looming dark clouds and the curtain of rain beneath them, obscuring the lands beyond the hills. His nose drew in the subtle scent of petrichor. There was still some time before he would need to seek shelter, he thought. 

Everbane's attention returned to the fresh-kill. A paw was placed to steady the carcass before bowing his head to begin the process of defeathering. Frequently, he had to pause to paw at his muzzle to be rid of a feather sticking to his mouth. The front of his ruff had always managed to collect a couple of feathers clinging to the thick hairs. 

Slowly but surely, a bald spot would be made on the turkey's back. 

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@Cisne

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 fading light danced along closed eyes, projecting shadows on her vision. it almost looked like a picture show or movie, though the only sounds she heard were the soothing whispers of the breeze on blades of grass. with a quiet sigh, cisne opened her eyes to a grassy hillside. the sky was darkening with the setting sun, vibrant pinks and purples now colored where it once was blue. her eyes lowered from the sky and focused on the swaying grass in front of her, following their slow dance. but what really caught her eye, was the muzzle that extended from her face. “w-what happened to me?” her voice croaked, breaking over the last syllable. her heart thrummed in her chest, beating like the flapping of a bird trapped in a cage.

 the girl laid there for some time, unable to accept the changes that had been bestowed upon her. an animal. she was an animal now. she would no longer be able to tie her hair up into a ponytail with her favorite ribbons. no longer able to enjoy reading on the beach while her sister played in the water. everything had changed.

 the rich aroma of a fresh meal had cisne attempting to rise, only to fall forward, her chin connecting with the earth. “ow.” she mumbled, eyes welling with tears at the pain that was beginning to radiate to her jaw. “help.” she called, though she wasn't sure if her voice carried loud enough for someone to hear.

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