Jun 20, 2014
Spices and Frost. || { snowbornchild}
"A child that smells of winter and flesh, how unsual." Manji mumbled through the snow, taking shelter a good distance from the girl in the mountains. She has never smelled this scent from this far up before the kistune mused, shaking the frost from her thin hair from inside the hollow of the tree. Would she be a decent meal, or an interesting friend?
Regardless, the fox eared woman yawned as quiet as possible, sneaking out from the dried bark to observe her prey more in motion.