all that we are not

Salvia Eternity · 03-13-2011, 11:28 PM

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Salvia Eternity, 15 December 2010, Luperci wolf, female, I play this dude.

For Kahilli

Salvia had begun to develop intellectually during the previous few weeks of her growth. She grasped the difficult concepts of her families gods, and after the incident with Harlowe, what sickness could lead to and what death looked like. No part of her wanted to ever face such illness again. Even now she was deterring from her mother’s knowledge of herbs and plants, disliking the thought that she might one day have to treat such a terrible thing like Harlowe.

Instead she had begun to linger near the collection of animals that belonged to her father. The sheep were stupid things, but she enjoyed watching them. Larkspur had told her that once she was older that she could start leaning how to handle the animals. She was pleased by this idea. Her still pudgy form was sitting outside of the quickly-made fence that her father had constructed, green-yellow eyes watching the fuzzy animals milling about. Sal was still, finding that the animals were much calmer around her when she was calm.

The ram in particular interested her. He had large horns and was unafraid of her. Though she did not think to challenge him, she watched him with the acute gaze of a hunting animal. One day he would be killed, of this she was certain, but until then she would do her best to learn how to guide the herd from him.

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