Thread:Abbykurle/@comment-33999335-20180520125803/@comment-32492996-20180616185757

(Aw, poor you. This is why I always have someone nearby when I have a water bottle XD)

Lilac groaned. “Do we have to?”

“Unless you wanted to get eaten alive, then yes.” Liliana retorted back to her, heart pounding and lungs burning. Her temples throbbed, and her legs threatened to give way beneath her. The moons shone in her eyes, making them sparkle despite the weariness and shock they were trying to convey. Her fur was matted with hard packed dirt, her neck, under the leaf, a mess of blood. The ear with the chip she tried so hard to protect was caked with now dried mud. Nevertheless, she progressed claw chip after claw chip up the seemingly expanding mass of mountain before her, thinking: ''Oh Jackson... What did mother do?''