Lena
and sweetest in the gale is heard
and sore must be the storm
and sore must be the storm
She smiled, pondering over what was left to do. Feeding, another round of medicine and herbs for several of the sicker patients, changing bandages, ensuring water was clean and settled for the rest of the day…”We’ll just start here,” she promised, letting herself, and Darkeye if he so chose, into the enclosure, and walking carefully over to the food stores. From there, she set out tiny tins, one for each of the animals, and passed him a cup. “Only one each,” and she proceeded with her own towards the buckets containing the feed, dipping hers within and then emptying it into one of the tins.
“Something inherent. Natural.” As was the state of many creatures within Caido – resilient and reliant on their innate tendencies. She watched the piebald colored rabbits dart about; they’d be released soon, given their renewed sense of speed, agility, and movements. “It a way to protect themselves. Often they’ll end up in a completely new directions.” Leaving their predators addled, befuddled, and confused, with the hares being able to escape and evade.
“Something inherent. Natural.” As was the state of many creatures within Caido – resilient and reliant on their innate tendencies. She watched the piebald colored rabbits dart about; they’d be released soon, given their renewed sense of speed, agility, and movements. “It a way to protect themselves. Often they’ll end up in a completely new directions.” Leaving their predators addled, befuddled, and confused, with the hares being able to escape and evade.
that could abash the little bird
that kept so many warm
that kept so many warm
