Je te laisserai des mots // Intro

NOW THAT I GOT A TASTE
"speech." . 'thoughts' . attack

The damned snows couldn't be any more of an annoyance than they were currently. "Aich!" She rumbled in her annoyance as the Priestess staggered through the snows, her ears perked as she listened to the sound of an elk's cry ringing through the territory. Their local herds had begun their migration already, so it could only mean the return of her beloved husband, the father of their son. Large paws spread out over the snows as the Priestess with all of her beads and feathers woven into her neck ruff and the longer braids walked. The light of the lanterns was nice enough to wander with but she couldn't help the excited beat of her heart in her chest.

Rounding a corner, her own covering made of many hare pelts slipping around her shoulders, she found the crowd. Leaning to look, her eyes sparked with happiness as she caught sight of her husband, he with all of his items gained in trade. She felt a young girl again, back to the days they'd met, back to the spring days of cycles ago. "Gaol,", the woman spoke as she broke into a short trot towards the man she loved with all she had. "Welcome home.", she put as much emphasis into her words as she could, nodding her thanks to the villagers who moved out of her path towards her husband. Now where was their boy?

Gaol - love

I THINK THAT I'D SUFFOCATE.
sabina valoulis of the frostguard. -- lynx.

credit @/teef