pawpatrol: ([ tan: ah shit ])
Cerise Sovell ([personal profile] pawpatrol) wrote in [community profile] allthisshitisweird 2017-04-01 09:46 pm (UTC)

II

[ She hadn't meant to get lost. Does anyone?

Definitely, she hadn't meant to wander off so close to dark, not knowing all the nonsense that lurks out in these hills lately. But the dog had to take a piss, and the problem with spending your life ranging the same little plot of countryside estate is that when it comes to anything else — trees, for example, or reeds and rivers — it all just kind of blends together.

Mysterious orbs of light do not.

She smothers the gasp with a hand pressed over her mouth, another dug tight into a raised of furry hackles. It's the latter which gives them away: A steady, rising growl from the throat of the old mabari. She's heard stories about wisps, about the little demons that lead over-curious young children to their certain doom. It's just she stopped hearing about those when she was maybe six.

Both their eyes glint in the dark as Cerise freezes, gaze locked on Ade through the dim. A silent, whispered, fuck, fuck, fuck,
]

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