fragile existance
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The small rusty gold yearling had been busy sharpening the small bit of bone into a deadly tool when the sound of her name caught her attention. Pausing in her work she placed the needle and knife down upon the ground and peered over the edge of the sturdy limb as she caught sight of Ezekiel. Her ears pricked forward in interest she called back. "Ezekiel, what do you want?" Her voice not at all hinting at annoyance. She disappeared for a second, quickly gathering her things up in the sling she wore across her chest before scaling the tree almost squirrel like before landing on the ground beside Ezekiel.

The dusting that swirled around her when her small delicate paws landed upon the ground settled on her fur as she now peered up at the male who had found her on the borders of the lands. One ear ticked slightly as she realized how much larger the family member before her was than she. Wringing her hands slightly she asked, "Where Siobhan?" she had not seen the girl in a while and though once they had been at eachother's throats in time that had ended an a timid friendship had begun.


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