[carmen]

starlingstreak

as the sun began to creep behind the trees, the pines dimming the clearing, she led her posse back into camp. she knew not whether they were the last returned, but they were on time and had come back victorious. the children of the lark now lost had learned something (more or less), and she had prey clenched between her jaws. not too shabby for her first patrol as a warrior. not too shabby.

dropping the prey upon its necessary pile, she approached the enforcer with a nod, smoothing her face into a mask of professionalism. “we’re back.” enforcers were the epitome of efficiency, they probably would not appreciate the small talk she found so engaging.

[ + 1 thrush // + 1 shrew ]

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