tsi_royal's Literatures
The chill in the air made the hairs on their bare wrists stand on end and they shivered, pushing their hands even deeper into the confines of warmth. Autumn nights had a particular pull to them, creeping with signs of the cycle of life coming to a close for the season.
Mild Violence
tws: animal harm
Reed let out a whimper, slowly standing to shake himself of the water that still clung to his fur from the river beside him. He blinked his eyes open cautiously, dread setting in as he took in his surroundings. Where am I?