All good things must come to an end, she supposed...
She was stirred from her sleep by the deeper instinct inside herself that had arose with her ascension, the sense of being
called into action by the swamp once more. It was not a sense she particularly cared to have, especially when it was keeping her from getting her rest. Sleeping Terror shook her head vigorously as she awoke, then her whole body as she pulled herself to her hooves, shedding a cloud of old petals like a magnolia tree around her as she did.
So she turned towards the approaching kin, standing her ground but tipping her head a bit. It was a Kimeti, although... not one she recognized. A strange-looking one, with a bat's nose.
"What do you want?" She grumbled sleepily, as if she could possibly
not know what a kin would want from her.
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