[imgright]
https://matope.pixel-blueberry.com/imag ... ncert2.png[/imgright]Spring was a strange time to be a totoma in the swamp. Sleeping Terror normally rather liked it- the fresh blooms of the season were beautiful, after all. Unfortunately, things had become... rather strange with relation to her current 'swamp-blessed' predicament. Spring was also the season where little foals and lambs seemed to tumble out of thin air like no other. Hence, all that time she'd formerly had to herself to enjoy the springtime was now being spent getting tugged between blessing the little squirts and their parents.
It was easier to get away with when she wasn't in kin form. But there was one thing she did have to worry about- predators.
She had never been to the desert, and didn't quite know what a fennec was. But she did now know the little things were
fierce, as this one had certainly zeroed in on her and was now doing its best to swat her out of the air. There was a small part of her brain that said "you're big enough you could probably just become a totoma again and eat this thing in one bite," and she was entertaining the thought for a moment.
The appearance of an acha following it, however, changed her tune a bit. It was probably a pet, then... And not a snack.
Dipping through the air to avoid the little beast's claws, she landed on Above Heartache's horn to rest a moment.
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