They were done digging, and began gathering sticks again. What the actual...?
"Who?"
The voice startled her. She hadn't heard it with her ears. It had reverberated from some deep confine of her mind. Something she had never experienced before. She fluffed up and looked back to the white fox, seeing him stare at her. No, that wasn't possible! Unless... holy shit it was a god! Eyes widened in terror. Spirits were dangerous, but gods? Gods could rip you from existence and tear your particles apart. Patton quickly turned and jumped off the limb, beating her wings hard to gain as much speed as she could muster. She had to get away form here, now.
Locke had warned her about spirits, but he had been even more adamant about gods. Gods had powers beyond imagination. They could seep into your mind and overcome every fiber of your being, turning you into some grotesque shadow of who you once were. They played with mortals for sport and enjoyed taking people and toying with them. Patton wasn't going to have anything to do with a god. She didn't even care about the half eaten vole she left behind. Her life was worth more than a meal.
"Who?"
The voice startled her. She hadn't heard it with her ears. It had reverberated from some deep confine of her mind. Something she had never experienced before. She fluffed up and looked back to the white fox, seeing him stare at her. No, that wasn't possible! Unless... holy shit it was a god! Eyes widened in terror. Spirits were dangerous, but gods? Gods could rip you from existence and tear your particles apart. Patton quickly turned and jumped off the limb, beating her wings hard to gain as much speed as she could muster. She had to get away form here, now.
Locke had warned her about spirits, but he had been even more adamant about gods. Gods had powers beyond imagination. They could seep into your mind and overcome every fiber of your being, turning you into some grotesque shadow of who you once were. They played with mortals for sport and enjoyed taking people and toying with them. Patton wasn't going to have anything to do with a god. She didn't even care about the half eaten vole she left behind. Her life was worth more than a meal.
