skyrippa - of zaphkiel x astrid - four
litter mate of oberon, cassiopeia, ophiuchus
sister of astraea, asariel, tzadkiel, vortigern
home: asteraia; love: myself; fated: robichaux
Thank the goddess it was winter time. FINALLY. The heat had about murdered me during the summer time with my intensely thick fur. I had rubbed against every damn tree in the woodlands nearby to try and rip out as much as I could. When that didn’t work I had spent the rest of the time soaking in whatever creek, river, and lake I came across. I wondered to myself if I made an idiot decision to make my life in a place where there were hardly ANY trees. Hardly anything to block the sun in the middle of the hottest part of the year except dens. So I spent most of my time in the last two seasons outside of Asteraia simply trying to survive the heat.
Now that it was cold I had returned for the long term to Asteraia. I stomped across the ground with a raven in my mouth. The damn thing had kept trying to steal my feathers, bones, and other articles I used for my rituals so I had been forced to kill it. At least I could add it’s feathers to my collection after I chomped on it’s sweet meat. It would be good to search for mischievous things, I think, since it was imbued with the raven’s innate nature.
A cold gust ripped across the plains and I pause, throwing my head up into it and closing my eyes. My ears folded back and I stretched right into it. Forelegs down, butt in the air, enjoying the cool nip. Blessed cold.
Yes, I could live with this. For the moment I wasn’t grumpy like usual. I was almost.. happy.
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