05-01-2021, 08:35 PM
(This post was last modified: 08-30-2021, 08:29 PM by Viscaria. Edited 1 time in total.)
Wandering. Like she always was.
Viscaria carefully tread along the jagged edge of the mountain, her torn nails scratching and clinging to the rocky surface. Her cream and brown fur splotchy in the midst of shedding for the warmer months. She tried her best to look suitable, but part of her - the stronger and more stubborn part - didn’t care what she looked like. She only cared about the endless hunger in the pit of her stomach.
Her hind paw slipped, her rough pad slicing open on the sharp rock. Viscaria let out a small hiss that turned into a sigh of euphoria. The sharp pain ran up her hind leg before sizzling out in her hip. She continued on, heading toward the small gathering of rocks in a half circle near a small evergreen tree. Pine needles were there for bedding and her small collection placed just within it.
A few feet away from her small den, she sat and lifted her hide paw from the ground, blood slowly dripping to the rocks before running down the slate grey surface to more level ground. She watched it with hue-matching eyes before leaning down to lick it, the taste metallic on her tongue and divine in her nostrils.
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Viscaria carefully tread along the jagged edge of the mountain, her torn nails scratching and clinging to the rocky surface. Her cream and brown fur splotchy in the midst of shedding for the warmer months. She tried her best to look suitable, but part of her - the stronger and more stubborn part - didn’t care what she looked like. She only cared about the endless hunger in the pit of her stomach.
Her hind paw slipped, her rough pad slicing open on the sharp rock. Viscaria let out a small hiss that turned into a sigh of euphoria. The sharp pain ran up her hind leg before sizzling out in her hip. She continued on, heading toward the small gathering of rocks in a half circle near a small evergreen tree. Pine needles were there for bedding and her small collection placed just within it.
A few feet away from her small den, she sat and lifted her hide paw from the ground, blood slowly dripping to the rocks before running down the slate grey surface to more level ground. She watched it with hue-matching eyes before leaning down to lick it, the taste metallic on her tongue and divine in her nostrils.
the staff team luvs u