she doesn't stir. her breath pounds from her nostrils in a soft, slow rhythm. her limbs are tangled together, and her tail is tucked over her feet.
above her, two hawks circle.
she's vulnerable like this, blissfully unaware of her surroundings — but for now, the forest thrums with pleasant energy.
spanish·
common
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