Belonging Chapter 25
Chapter 25
Rye
Day 28
Everybody had already left as I brushed my cheek, where that damn snow leopard had scratched me. As I held out my hand to examine it, I saw a thin coat of red that was wrapped around my fingers.
"Thanks, sis," I said, as I turned to look Fare in the eye and lowered my arm.
She didn't even bother to look at me. "I didn't do it for you,"
I nervously scratched behind my ear with my blood-free hand. "Yeah. I know. But thanks anyways,"
"Don't mention it,"
Fare walked away and left me there, bleeding in front of my hut, alone.
_ Alone._
_ _ The word tasted more bitter than usual and the stone that had been sitting inside my hollow chest grew even heavier.