AISHA
she grabbed a razor for me
and she did it, just like that
and she did it, just like that
The raven did what would be expected of one of it's kind, a flash of dark feathers and a croaking yelp. It rose into the air, circling and then stubbornly landing again, typical of the foolish brand of blackbird. Aisha's lip curled, baring fangs to tear and shred away, muscles tensed and fur bristling to make herself larger, more intimidating. It didn't seem to work, the feathered thing just hopped nearer, goading her on.
She might've snapped at it, lunging for a meal of poultry rather than venison, but she paused when a voice breached her mind. Her ears shot up from their flattened state, head cocked sharply as she looked over the raven. A memory made present, a boy with dark hair and sad blue eyes. This was not just any lone raven, it was the lone raven. Did he recognize her? Surely her spots were telling, but if they weren't she'd make it spitefully clear with her next action.
Golden pelt relaxing to it's normal sleek state, tail uncurling and a low purr building in her chest, Bold move bumpkin, she rumbled across their bond, sitting and hooking a claw into the carcass, pulling it closer.
She might've snapped at it, lunging for a meal of poultry rather than venison, but she paused when a voice breached her mind. Her ears shot up from their flattened state, head cocked sharply as she looked over the raven. A memory made present, a boy with dark hair and sad blue eyes. This was not just any lone raven, it was the lone raven. Did he recognize her? Surely her spots were telling, but if they weren't she'd make it spitefully clear with her next action.
Golden pelt relaxing to it's normal sleek state, tail uncurling and a low purr building in her chest, Bold move bumpkin, she rumbled across their bond, sitting and hooking a claw into the carcass, pulling it closer.
when she want something
she don't wanna pay for it
she don't wanna pay for it
