11-15-2022, 04:43 PM
(This post was last modified: 11-22-2022, 12:35 AM by Aruna. Edited 1 time in total.)
The green boscage enthralled the queen, enticing her further into the wood. Wet soil and ice wedged in between large, pastel paws, a symbol of Elsewhen and Cloudrest. She departed briefly to forage and restock Stormrift's dens, a wad of myriad herbs dangled from her maw as she traced the path back toward the scent of Cervidae. Her strides faltered slightly as a brown blur near the carcass; a young bear.
Fire glinted in her eyes, embers in a maelstrom gaze, unwavering as she watched the bear rip into the recently deceased buck without hesitation. The beast's unwelcome intrusion and egregious theft of Aruna's game were enough to enrage the she-wolf. Gently setting down her cache, a pink tongue slid over bloodstained ivories and delicate gums, hair standing on the back of her neck.
The low beat of her breath and the steady rumble in her throat bellowed in the air. The bitter winds of an upcoming winter stung her sight, heavy-lidded beneath the aggression of the dawning sky. "Thieving cunt", she uttered, eyes narrow. This was a cause of action, and a violent one; the pressure of becoming sovereign reaped its toll; this would be an excellent stress reliever, win or lose.
She advanced. Perhaps it was a rash decision that she could've let go, but the stubborn queen wasn't willing to discuss it now. She bared her teeth, gnashing, with a rough bark — a warning.
Fire glinted in her eyes, embers in a maelstrom gaze, unwavering as she watched the bear rip into the recently deceased buck without hesitation. The beast's unwelcome intrusion and egregious theft of Aruna's game were enough to enrage the she-wolf. Gently setting down her cache, a pink tongue slid over bloodstained ivories and delicate gums, hair standing on the back of her neck.
The low beat of her breath and the steady rumble in her throat bellowed in the air. The bitter winds of an upcoming winter stung her sight, heavy-lidded beneath the aggression of the dawning sky. "Thieving cunt", she uttered, eyes narrow. This was a cause of action, and a violent one; the pressure of becoming sovereign reaped its toll; this would be an excellent stress reliever, win or lose.
She advanced. Perhaps it was a rash decision that she could've let go, but the stubborn queen wasn't willing to discuss it now. She bared her teeth, gnashing, with a rough bark — a warning.
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