~Burn~ -- Shapeshifter's Lair

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Date Posted: 13:54:56 01/31/02 Thu
Author: Badhbh Catha
Subject: ~Burn~

{Shaking away the remnants of terror, the bird ruffles her feathers and swings back down to the opening of the cave.. Work must be finished.
Gliding silently into the main cavern, she glances with distaste at the decapitated body, transforming reluctantly into her human self and setting about the task of burning the body. Although indifferent to the sight of carrion, which she encountered quite often in her raven form, the smell of the banshee was something she was not used to sensing as human.
Placing the head on the body, she drags the suprisingly light form out of the lair and onto the stone directly outside the cave. Escaping the pungent odor for the moment, she collects brush for a starter, piling it around and on top of the body before striking a flint upon dried grass, until a spark appears.. and breathing the flames to life. Plucking her arrow from the woman's torso, she steps back, spreading the fire manually about the pile to be sure before stepping gratefully back. She takes a moment to wipe the arrow upon the turf, and replacing it in her quiver, turning and dissapearing in a sudden swing of black feathers, over the rise..}

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.:run:. -- Dhamtari, 14:40:29 01/31/02 Thu