MABEL
She hadn’t meant for Evelyn to be diminished in her off-handed comment; the uncertainty had just weighed her down, left her listless, languid, and confused. The broad strokes of change had happened all at once, and in between death, revival, renewal, brightness, and now, there’d been a lot to take in. Should she be excited at the prospect of Outlanders, all of them huddled together, while the reign of terror embarked outside?
Or wish to be out in the midst of it, inflicting their own brands of horrors?
Lost in those thoughts and coils, she’d barely caught Evelyn’s inquiry – pausing mid-step as she wandered amongst and amidst the powder, lifting up pieces and pockets of rime in order to snag another log or two. A sigh filtered through, an unnecessary action, one only composed and comprised in habit, the consternation waging its little war in her head again. “What did you think of her?” They couldn’t look a gift horse in the mouth; the woman had been willing to take them in, to provide information, to welcome them into the family. And still, maybe because they’d once had their own brethren to worry about, the girl felt wary. Hesitant. Reluctant. Tentative. Skeptical. Her preference would always lie with her own blood-ties, and it was just Evelyn now.
Or wish to be out in the midst of it, inflicting their own brands of horrors?
Lost in those thoughts and coils, she’d barely caught Evelyn’s inquiry – pausing mid-step as she wandered amongst and amidst the powder, lifting up pieces and pockets of rime in order to snag another log or two. A sigh filtered through, an unnecessary action, one only composed and comprised in habit, the consternation waging its little war in her head again. “What did you think of her?” They couldn’t look a gift horse in the mouth; the woman had been willing to take them in, to provide information, to welcome them into the family. And still, maybe because they’d once had their own brethren to worry about, the girl felt wary. Hesitant. Reluctant. Tentative. Skeptical. Her preference would always lie with her own blood-ties, and it was just Evelyn now.
I bare my teeth
and stretch my claws out
and stretch my claws out
