tread upon broken glass

Demi D'Angelo · 12-09-2010, 05:21 PM

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hi anna

Again the little goddess was up, sleep hadn’t come to her and it was still early morning. Her hours where always flipped, slept mostly during the day, up at night. This tended to be her winter routine until the flowers started to bloom again, then it would flip so she could raise her little garden of evils and find other wild growing herbs. Today though offered a change, she was walking silently in her natural form. Demi never ever did this often, preferring the gifts the gods had bestowed upon her in her upright form. But still they hadn’t left her natural form without any such gifts of beauty. So it was no surprise that her paws struck gingerly on the ground, her eyes forward, ears perked ontop of her head as the little goddess trekked across the land.

Demi was hungry and so far she wasn’t able to find anyone who’d bring her any food like her brother used to. This really cut into her time obsessing over her work or finding a new male to play with. The little petite nose of hers sniffed the ground for anything that would intrigue her little mind before stopping with a huff. Rabbits and other creatures that she could routinely catch wouldn’t be out before the sun rose, and the scent of deer made her stomach growl but she’d never be able to bring down such large prey.

With a frown she continued before someone else’s scent caught her nose. It seemed familiar but her nose wasn’t as trained as others and she couldn’t tell it apart from the other wisps of scent left behind by her pack mates. Still she tracked after it before coming across the black she wolf. Demi looked quizzically at the female for a moment knowing she should know this wolf but nothing came to mind before she opened her mouth.

“Morning”

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