Ellyra
We made plans to kiss the sun at night
Hopeless dreamers, hopeless types
Hopeless dreamers, hopeless types
The Tumsea came at the right time to diffuse the tension. Ellyra wasn’t sure of the intentions of the woman, and since there was silence over the attuned bond she had pressed into her lioness instinct. But the turtle-like creature held her captive for a moment by pulling at her feline curiosity, and then the peace offering from the stranger calmed her enough to shift.
Ellyra stayed crouched by her goat, looking between the offered manta and the woman. ”Thank you.” She said, though her jaw was still set with apprehension. She put a hand on her goat, ”I don’t have a knife. But if you want some of this, you can have some.” She said, letting her umber eyes fall to the cloven hooved creature.
Ellyra stayed crouched by her goat, looking between the offered manta and the woman. ”Thank you.” She said, though her jaw was still set with apprehension. She put a hand on her goat, ”I don’t have a knife. But if you want some of this, you can have some.” She said, letting her umber eyes fall to the cloven hooved creature.
Shedding skin you show your beauty scars
Don't forget me or who you are
Don't forget me or who you are
