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Amice Hawke ([personal profile] championless) wrote2025-01-07 02:48 am

bird up

You know. There was only one thing that █████, or Sacrifice as she knew herself as, wanted. Home. (At least, that's what she told herself.) Nearby was an overturned carriage, no sign of whoever might have been pulling it. No people, no animals connected to it. There's a few supplies left in it. Whoever had been traveling had clearly expected to keep traveling, that this had been just the start of a journey.

But there was no sign of whoever it was. It clearly wasn't anything natural that attacked, either. Because all that remained was Sacrifice. Who had taken on the form of a vulture. (Hey, she felt more comfortable in this form then as a person. It was fine. Really. She'd always wanted to be a shapeshifter. Hadn't she? the trans experience tbh i dont even know if amice is trans)

She was picking though the supplies, looking just like a regular (?) black-and-red vulture. (So quite edgy.) Which at the edge of this small settlement, was clearly a bad sign. An omen of sorts, as the twilight sky hid most of this in the shadows. But Sacrifice didn't seem to care. (She cared so much. Sacrifice was trying to find supplies, to keep moving. She had to get home. Wherever that home was.)

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