LENA
it's not a sad song
Her brows notched together again at the notions of so many more - memory snow, frost foxes, luxere, ursur…she wouldn’t be surprised to hear of other lands having the same issues – prey becoming predators, vicious and aggressive. “How awful,” she murmured, placing a metallic comb aside with the other arranged trinkets. “The problem is, I don’t think any of us know what to do with them. What have you been doing here to combat it?” She’d presume hunting and mauling, but perhaps they’d come up with other solutions.
The sudden rush of movement distracted her though, and the hand slipping through beams and debris made her breath catch in her throat. How many years had it been since she’d found Sera in much the same way? Battered, bruised, and soon…gone. So she froze for half a second, mind churning through the distinct and traumatic memories, and then Sah was barking at her, and she regained stature from her crouch, hands shaking all the while. “Hang on, we have to get more of this out of the way.” Without crushing – her jaw clenched, fingers going for another beam.
The sudden rush of movement distracted her though, and the hand slipping through beams and debris made her breath catch in her throat. How many years had it been since she’d found Sera in much the same way? Battered, bruised, and soon…gone. So she froze for half a second, mind churning through the distinct and traumatic memories, and then Sah was barking at her, and she regained stature from her crouch, hands shaking all the while. “Hang on, we have to get more of this out of the way.” Without crushing – her jaw clenched, fingers going for another beam.
if you follow me I'll sing the rest
