Melita
they should have checked the ashes
of the women they burned alive
of the women they burned alive
She hummed and shrugged her shoulders at the notions of how much, carving up proportions necessary for the enterprise. Typical hunting standards lent by years of experience made her impervious to semblances of blood, intestines, and the like, given how much she’d survived over the years. Once that was complete, it was easy to render a sizable portion of potential dinner for Sah and Lilly, making sure to slip in a slice of bone as well – presuming the wolf would enjoy it.
Fangorn was tossed a fair amount of scraps as well, and before too long she could brush her hair out of her eyes and survey the scene. “There. Would that be enough for you?” Handing over the proportions, she began putting the rest of the remnants into her bag, rising up from her crouch.
Fangorn was tossed a fair amount of scraps as well, and before too long she could brush her hair out of her eyes and survey the scene. “There. Would that be enough for you?” Handing over the proportions, she began putting the rest of the remnants into her bag, rising up from her crouch.
because it takes a single wild ember
to bring a whole wildfire to life
to bring a whole wildfire to life
