Reseda settled next to Pride and laid her head on her claws. Her stomach was just beginning to growl at her, but she didn't feel like hunting right now. She was tired as well and decided that she would hunt for herself in the morning. Right now, she would rest as well.

With the young deer sleeping next to her and the Spire glimmering out from the tunnel, Reseda felt something strange. Well, feel is not the right word. She could feel very little. No, it was more like a stirring deep within her. Something that was beyond her body, beyond her comprehension. It was warm, but that was as far as she could describe it. Although she did not realize, she had developed a fondness for Pride.

But she, being herself, could not at all fathom this emotion as it was alien and unknown to her. She most likely never would. But it was there, beyond her reach and mind, forever sitting alone and unnoticed.

With none of these thoughts in mind, she drifted off to sleep.

*exit


"Living with myself."
Nothing but lies.


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