lightly racing up she dropped the several rats at the bottom of the tree and scraped dirt over them before she began hauling herself up the tree. finding the hollow she curled up in it inhaling the familiar smell of the pineneedles within the hollow. she sniffed around and sighed allowing herself to fall into meditation.
after several hours the she rose from her medication and leapt down from the tree, retriving her rats she began padding back to camp. she didnt love anyone or anything, she thought to herself. love was bad, her father had told her. she flicked her shortsilver tail and continued on.
-camp
Tue Nov 27, 2012 6:18 am
