"You cannot tell me to give up on my daughter," the words grated out suddenly, choked, spat. Fingers that displayed their growing age in the prominence of knuckles and faint veins closed tight about the pack.Â
Her tail lashed, its brown and grey peppered fur flicking in and out of a thin line of light from the front of the tent. The cloth about her shoulders, white accented with bright bursts of color that were dim in the tent, drew taught, shivering. Her vision blurred again, but she did not try to clear it. "You can't do that. I told you not to put her up there. I told you--"
Her tail lashed, its brown and grey peppered fur flicking in and out of a thin line of light from the front of the tent. The cloth about her shoulders, white accented with bright bursts of color that were dim in the tent, drew taught, shivering. Her vision blurred again, but she did not try to clear it. "You can't do that. I told you not to put her up there. I told you--"
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"Song dogs barking at the break of dawn, lightning pushes the edges of a thunderstorm; and these streets, quiet as a sleeping army, send their battered dreams to heaven."
Hipparion Tribe (Sagolii)Â - Â Antimony Jhanhi's Wiki
