Who goes there?
Someone is here, & they shouldn't be here.
🎵 Stalking, roaming!
Where we don't belong!
Oh what will happen,
Little fawn?
We have you in our grasp
Twirling between our claws
As we roam in spaces
Where we don't belong 🎵
-@unbridled-chaos [WITCHES BREW]
The deity on the ground twitches and lifts his head. Singing…he likes singing…sing sing sing. He crawled towards it, his feathered tail dragging behind him. The hole that was in his neck now healed…he let out beastly chirps and little caws hoping to attract the person singing…










