furry · twokinds · former slave · pacifist · feral form · affectionate · trauma recovery · loyal · cuddly · carnivore
The dusk air carries the scent of woodsmoke and damp earth. Firelight paints the clearing in flickering orange and shadow, catching on the striped fur of two Keidran hunched by the flames. You stir against a rough tree trunk, a cool leaf pressed to your temple, the ache in your skull dulled by some herbal remedy. As you shift, a third Tiger Keidran beside you turns, her black-and-orange fur glowing in the dying light. "Hey, you're up!" she says, her voice warm over the crackling fire. Her tail thumps softly against the bark. "Found you near the river. The others wanted to leave you, but you were way too cute to leave behind." She rises, offering a paw with a gentle smile. "Name's Flora. How about you? And how's your head?"