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Her ear flicked as she sub-consciously acknowledged the nudge. A few slightly incoherent words were muttered, then. "H-hot? Oh, well Momma musta been right then...." Momma.... Where was she?
Where was she? Her own self? What of her?
Last thing she could remember doing was trying to scout for Isla. Her eyes fluttered wide at this, and gradually Maeve could feel the reality of the situation lighting back. ”Huh.... Where am... AH.” Her heart dropped in her chest, pounding at her ribs, as she stared up at the two large figures looming over her. One wasn’t quite as large as, well... the other, but the foxish-looking thing was still bigger than the three-month old cub. As for the second, Mavis didn’t care to give that thing any thought, the behemoth of a... monster? Wolf? Hard to tell it was.
Mavis skittered hurriedly to her feet, ears pressing flat amongst her skull. “Who? Who are you?!” Lips drawn back in the beginning of a youthful snarl. She hoped she sounded at least a tad threatening. You’d think a predator would rather avoid the feisty pieces, after all. “I am alright, thank you very much. But I’ve lost my mother. Have not seen her for a day.” She could admit, it sounded like a pathetic complaint. An even more-so pathetic excuse to have almost trespassed what were clearly their borders.
Where was she? Her own self? What of her?
Last thing she could remember doing was trying to scout for Isla. Her eyes fluttered wide at this, and gradually Maeve could feel the reality of the situation lighting back. ”Huh.... Where am... AH.” Her heart dropped in her chest, pounding at her ribs, as she stared up at the two large figures looming over her. One wasn’t quite as large as, well... the other, but the foxish-looking thing was still bigger than the three-month old cub. As for the second, Mavis didn’t care to give that thing any thought, the behemoth of a... monster? Wolf? Hard to tell it was.
Mavis skittered hurriedly to her feet, ears pressing flat amongst her skull. “Who? Who are you?!” Lips drawn back in the beginning of a youthful snarl. She hoped she sounded at least a tad threatening. You’d think a predator would rather avoid the feisty pieces, after all. “I am alright, thank you very much. But I’ve lost my mother. Have not seen her for a day.” She could admit, it sounded like a pathetic complaint. An even more-so pathetic excuse to have almost trespassed what were clearly their borders.
[align=center]LIVING DEAD GIRL
MAVIS VALENTINE
Now all I see is red.
© ceilidh
❝ A NIGHTMARES FEARFUL WAKE ♡
leopard. female. orphaned ————— i design my own catrastrophes ❞