- Jul 15, 2022
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Sometimes, on days as this one, the ugliness of the marsh melts away and the world feels deceptively peaceful. It is the sound of wind in trees, the birdsong, the sunlight that sets glow to the fur along Betonyfrost's back. In time, in no time at all, Betonyfrost will no longer have the simple joys of a green world—the distance between now and Leafbare isn't the massive thing her peers like to believe. It makes this all the more special—Betonyfrost stretches herself long and prone, and for once, it is good.
Or: it is nearly good.
Besides her, close enough to be a distraction even when Betonyfrost rolls to face a different direction, is Flintpaw. Still-an-apprentice Flintpaw. Kin to Briarstar and Pitchstar and Siltcloud Flintpaw. Made a martyr of her peers Flintpaw. Distinguished from his father by his mismatched eyes but still holding an unfortunate face. Betonyfrost has already rolled once—away—and now folds herself back over. It is that whole family—none of them have been good for her, all the way back to the root of it.
"You're close," Her green eyes don't narrow, despite the edges of suspicion in her voice. Her tone eases as she continues, "Is it that you need something, or is it that you like dropping your shadow on others?"
@FLINTPAW
Or: it is nearly good.
Besides her, close enough to be a distraction even when Betonyfrost rolls to face a different direction, is Flintpaw. Still-an-apprentice Flintpaw. Kin to Briarstar and Pitchstar and Siltcloud Flintpaw. Made a martyr of her peers Flintpaw. Distinguished from his father by his mismatched eyes but still holding an unfortunate face. Betonyfrost has already rolled once—away—and now folds herself back over. It is that whole family—none of them have been good for her, all the way back to the root of it.
"You're close," Her green eyes don't narrow, despite the edges of suspicion in her voice. Her tone eases as she continues, "Is it that you need something, or is it that you like dropping your shadow on others?"
@FLINTPAW
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