Lena
hope is the thing with feathers
that perches in the soul
that perches in the soul
Oh, Lena thought, muffling a round of laughter at the triumphant undulations of the cloud wyrm. She was half tempted to offer congratulations to the little creature, but then that might’ve caused a mess in between the dragon, its cousins, and the whole proportion of her actual pursuit – i.e. not being caught.
As there were now two to watch for.
The poor wyrm was subsequently dragged, not given any benefit of its recent victory in any direction, by Umbra’s far more potent prowess. It was a shame Lena didn’t practice daily running, as her various sprints along the chosen knoll were already winding her down; used to her springing steps at a versatile pace and walk, and not all out rampaging. Easing a breath for a moment, ducking down to take in a swifter gulp of air, left her entirely vulnerable.
And of course, immediately tagged by a blue snout.
“Well that was quick,” she giggled, joining the interlocking group. But with her range, interweaving her arm with Umbra’s tail, there was only one individual to seek out: Seren.
So they began to give chase.
As there were now two to watch for.
The poor wyrm was subsequently dragged, not given any benefit of its recent victory in any direction, by Umbra’s far more potent prowess. It was a shame Lena didn’t practice daily running, as her various sprints along the chosen knoll were already winding her down; used to her springing steps at a versatile pace and walk, and not all out rampaging. Easing a breath for a moment, ducking down to take in a swifter gulp of air, left her entirely vulnerable.
And of course, immediately tagged by a blue snout.
“Well that was quick,” she giggled, joining the interlocking group. But with her range, interweaving her arm with Umbra’s tail, there was only one individual to seek out: Seren.
So they began to give chase.
and sings the tune without the words
and never stops at all
and never stops at all
