Post by Deleted on Mar 9, 2018 1:42:36 GMT
Curiosity draws her towards deep forest, oak trees, undergrowth and the smell of sweet grass like an aphrodisiac to the adventure-lusting young Linea. She had finally worked up the courage to approach the lake after pacing around the nearby barn for several moons, having been frightened by the stories told to her by other loners.
According to them, the wild-cats were far more vicious and horrifying than any story her mother had told her. Supposedly they ripped flesh with claws sharpened on bones, eating whatever they could find-- including the remains of their enemies.
Though it was terrifying, far scarier than anything she could have imagined; she wanted to know the truth more than she wanted to know old queen's tales.
Her paws are light against dewy greenery, but she continues to head forward.
According to them, the wild-cats were far more vicious and horrifying than any story her mother had told her. Supposedly they ripped flesh with claws sharpened on bones, eating whatever they could find-- including the remains of their enemies.
Though it was terrifying, far scarier than anything she could have imagined; she wanted to know the truth more than she wanted to know old queen's tales.
Her paws are light against dewy greenery, but she continues to head forward.
