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“Where is Nish?” Drayd cried.
The burden of what lay around them was taking a toll on his young mind; the rythm of his breath was getting faster. He was no longer keeping his thoughts to himself.
“W-here is Nish!?”
Ikana ignored her subordinate and stepped forward into the welcoming hands of a bitter memory. She rested her torch against the wall and her yellow eyes closely assessed the familiar scene.
The Rendezvou point had been hit hard, that much was obvious. all the signs of a struggle were there. And it didn't took a sharp nose to smell the scent of death floating around. But there was something peculiar, Something she herself had forgotten once.
Surely Nish would had put a fight, the old fart was... The old fart had been a member of the guard. So why then was there not a single drop of blood at sight? .
“Nish?!” the young man cried again.
“Quiet...” this time Ikana shut him off in anger.
Yet, just another painful memory. she loathed the irony of the words coming from her lips but she was having a hard time staying collected herself .
Her hand reached down to the ground, picking up a torn piece of wet fabric and a goosebump build its way up her spine as she recognize what had been nish’s tunic. And in that moment, Ikana knew that the humid breeze caressing the back of her neck was not the haunting breath of her mother.
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story by
megalolcat
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The burden of what lay around them was taking a toll on his young mind; the rythm of his breath was getting faster. He was no longer keeping his thoughts to himself.
“W-here is Nish!?”
Ikana ignored her subordinate and stepped forward into the welcoming hands of a bitter memory. She rested her torch against the wall and her yellow eyes closely assessed the familiar scene.
The Rendezvou point had been hit hard, that much was obvious. all the signs of a struggle were there. And it didn't took a sharp nose to smell the scent of death floating around. But there was something peculiar, Something she herself had forgotten once.
Surely Nish would had put a fight, the old fart was... The old fart had been a member of the guard. So why then was there not a single drop of blood at sight? .
“Nish?!” the young man cried again.
“Quiet...” this time Ikana shut him off in anger.
Yet, just another painful memory. she loathed the irony of the words coming from her lips but she was having a hard time staying collected herself .
Her hand reached down to the ground, picking up a torn piece of wet fabric and a goosebump build its way up her spine as she recognize what had been nish’s tunic. And in that moment, Ikana knew that the humid breeze caressing the back of her neck was not the haunting breath of her mother.
next = https://www.furaffinity.net/view/47754167/
artwork by
guyinthepurplehatstory by
megalolcatcharacters ©
& collaborators
Category All / All
Species Unspecified / Any
Size 1280 x 995px
File Size 131.3 kB
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