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Oct 1, 2026 6:01 PM

All good things come to an end…

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When I returned from the hunt, the forest seemed strangely quiet. The blood of the pantheress was still beneath my nails, her pelt secured with the rest of my kill, but there was no fire burning in the cave and no familiar figure waiting beside it. I stopped at the mouth of the cave, studying the ground before me, already knowing what I would find before I stepped inside. Scar was gone. His thing…

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Sep 30, 2026 2:40 AM

The Huntress and The Pantheress

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I knew I was being watched long before I saw her. The forest had gone strangely quiet, the birds no longer calling from the branches above me, and even the small creatures that usually betrayed my passing had vanished into silence. My hand tightened around the shaft of my spear as I slowly turned, searching the shadows between the trees. Then I saw her eyes, catching what little light remained be…

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Sep 27, 2026 6:27 AM

She is to hunt, as a kajira

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Seeing the wrapped food on my pack, I knew, even in Scar’s absence, that he intended me to hunt. No command had been spoken, nor was one necessary. I knew him well enough by now to understand the meaning of what he had left for me. Yet this would be a very different hunt. Today, I would hunt as a slave rather than as a Free Woman of the Panther Girls. What troubled me was how little authority I w…

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Sep 26, 2026 7:43 PM

A hand of punishment

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I woke slowly, the warmth of the furs lingering against my skin, and for a few breaths I did not move. It was only when I reached across the sleeping ledge and found the place beside me empty that I realized Scar was already gone. I pushed myself upright and let the furs fall from my shoulders, my eyes dropping almost at once to the kef he had painted upon my flesh with my own ink. I stared at it…

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Sep 26, 2026 7:27 AM

Grain is Harvested and Basic Flat Bead Baked

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The morning air carried a sharper chill than it had only days before, and She drew the fur more closely around her shoulders as she stepped from the cave with the woven basket Scar had made for her. Her fingers brushed over its rough rim as she walked, and once again she found herself thinking of his hands. He had woven the basket himself, patiently working the material until it was strong enough…

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Sep 24, 2026 5:04 PM

Winter Preparations and Thoughts of Him

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I woke to find Scar was already up and about, and I laid back in the furs with a satisfied smile while thinking about our time in the pool beneath the waterfall last eve. The memory lingered far longer than the warmth of the fire, and I found myself smiling despite the chill that had settled into the cave during the night. There was something about knowing he was nearby, moving about in the early…

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