The women in ebony senses dread

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TW: none that I'm aware of

Mumza POV:

     I was just wandering around my evergreen forest checking up on things when I heard something. It sounded like a sorrow-filled teenager when they lost their only friend.

     I can sense they're in immense agony and irritation. I can sense the burning of their skin, wait burning? It's snowing out though. They- they need help.

     I can sense that they are more towards the South of the woods. I quickly start heading that direction. I rush as fast as I can to make my way to this person. My long flowing plum colored dress with winter hues and accents getting caught on everything and anything it can cling to. Though, I really don't care. All I know is I must make my way to them before what is already started becomes fatal.

     Before something happens and I'm too late. Before a lost child in the woods becomes lost carnage in the woods. Before something I could have stopped happens.

     Promptly, I make it to the South and spot the tall teenager in a ball on their knees in the middle of my evergreen woods. I quickly make my way over to them and curl my wings in a overly protective hug holding them. Not letting go anytime soon.

     Once in my protective grasp, I hum a melody. A sweet yet simple and calming one I often would hum to Techno when needed. It would easily put anyone to sleep, especially in this young person's state. Like I figured, pretty soon enough they fell asleep in my arms. All I know now is to get them to Phil. As soon as possible. So that's just what I did.

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⏰ Last updated: Oct 08, 2021 ⏰

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