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Sumac
loner | red bi-color
loner | red bi-color
The sun, a bright beacon in the sky. It’s tresses beam down and set the world to light. It feels unnatural to travel at such a time of day; instinct demands the safety of shadows. Fate demands the opposite. The snow here is packed down, frozen where the trees provide shade and thawing where it is washed in gold. Patches of soppy mud poke through, staining the paws of all who walk upon it.
Sumac cares little for the supposed borders that bisect this land. She does not heed the one she passes over, white paws dancing over the snow to avoid stepping in the mud. No, hers are thoughts far beyond the trivialities of who hunts and makes dirt where; hers are thoughts of fate and its many circumstances. It’s a profound and burdensome thing that she carries with pride.
May it never weigh her down.
As fate has ordained, as it was always and will have always happened, Sumac finds her namesake, barren of leaves but still proudly wearing its dangerous berries. She circles it twice, her long plume of a tail trailing behind her like smoke to a fire. The slope of her back only works to exaggerate her tail’s length. Sumac sits, tail folding politely over her white paws.
Sharp ears stand at attention and knowing eyes, one blue and the other both blue and yellow, flicker over the landscape, committing it to memory. This will be remembered as a holy place, given time. Stories will be crafted about the moments to follow. Sumac will do her best to remember it accurately.
