Fallen

Raven hued fea trotted into the land, about 3 pounds of food dangling from her mouth. She walked over to Equinox and set the food infront of him. Hoping the mule deer was good enough for him. She looked at him, Is this alright m'lord? She lowered her head and waited his reaction.

Fallen

Midnight hessian watched as the brute did not respond to her beckoning. She stepped back, fear pulsing lightly through her viens. She was alone once again, for she had always been. Maybe it was destiny for her to live this way. Live the way of a 'kerl'. As the shadows she came, she left just the same. To find something, to find nothing. She wasn't sure.