all that we are not

[Misery]

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she's so cute

Misery was slowly setting in. Picking up the pieces and moving to new places had become a part of the female that had never wanted to leave Chimera. But Chimera was gone, burned down to wicked, terrible ashes. She had been so tempted to go back but for now she had kept her distance. Seeing the ruins seemed a good way to risk what bit of sanity she could normally hold unto. Misery had snagged a cavern of her own - next to one Tayui, though she hadn't run into the female, she recognized the scent. Sometimes she could only remember fire and flame, but most often her memory was wickedly sharp. Some of those memories are lies. "Hush, Damian." Her voice was soft in the quiet of the caves, but there was a note of impatience. Misery wasn't up for his mockery. The smell and sounds of the sheep had drawn her, Misery was fond of watching the lesser beasts mill about and going about their idle business.

A brown leather satchel was slung over her shoulder. The female had brought three such large things with her and when she had woken in the morning she had paid the price for carrying so much. Her right leg had been vicious and alive with pain, and she'd started the morning with a pleasant smoke of marijuana. The buzz had her feeling faintly floaty and serene, and it dulled the pain. She wasn't fond of going through her days buzzed, but the pain could be a living, cruel monster. Just another burden to bear. Misery's sharp eyes picked out the sight of the young pup, and a smile came across her lean face. Salvia. "Good morning, little one." Misery's voice was quiet and careful, she moved slowly to keep from spooking the beasts, navigating with her cane carefully.