HELLEBORE I had buried it under the pines And above it the hellebore sprout Curious and detestable, it’s petals aligned Sinful gaze boring into my side With chills going down my spine I had left them down by the gravesite Swamp and muck crawling through my mind I had certainly forgotten them When the frosted blooms revived Reaching towards my crown, Fateful bite uncontrived Fear threatened me to drown, But I’m never one to take it lying down. I made them writhe I sliced them with my scythes, And took their blooms as my tithe, Bringing them beneath my pines, Burying them with my kind ( written by yours truly )
She’s a product of his past, and boy do I love that so much. He’s wicked but regretful and she’s simply so cool hehehehe Also there may be a reference to another goofy Shadowclan cryptid in the poem B] Hellabore : @alivise Art & Writing ( except quotes and photos ) : @FireFIight- Now let’s note everything I forgot to draw _meow_ Little light chin dot Probably the leadermark There’s more I just don’t remember :skull:
