She had gotten one of the creatures to help her make her crown before she had given in to her hunger and slain the creature. Now her muzzle was covered in its blood, a wreath of dandelions and other flowers atop her off-white head. She had mastered speaking to most lower creatures like squirrels and rabbits and had gotten this one to trust her before she had ultimately ended its life after it had done what she'd wanted it to do.
Wretch licked her lips before setting the stripped carcass aside. There! She felt much better now that she wasn't hungry...she was ready to go out and explore Dahlia some more! The little girl headed for the beach, loping along as well as she could on three working paws. She didn't dare put that much weight onto her previously broken leg yet. It would take a few more weeks before she'd be ready for that.
The tide pools of the beach intrigued the youngster. She stared down into them, emerald gaze observing the wealth of life within. It was somewhere along this beach that Saul had found her after her accident, she had been told. She stood back from the pool, looking out at the ocean. What if it hadn't spat her back out when it had taken her?
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