From 9b2bdf3c5fb2a50878977385416fc609339080a0 Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001 From: Madison Scott-Clary Date: Tue, 2 Jan 2024 12:40:05 -0800 Subject: [PATCH] update from sparkleup --- writing/post-self/motes/003.md | 4 ++++ 1 file changed, 4 insertions(+) diff --git a/writing/post-self/motes/003.md b/writing/post-self/motes/003.md index 4448015d..a8f190b7 100644 --- a/writing/post-self/motes/003.md +++ b/writing/post-self/motes/003.md @@ -18,4 +18,8 @@ It had to be a trap. It *had* to be a trap. She knew her pursuer. She knew it we Behind her, a growl, sharp and clear in the overbright air, confirmed her guess. +Her hunter was quick. Motes was not: she had stubby legs; she was soft; she was chubby. +Her hunter was nimble. Motes was not: it was hard to maintain a tight turning radius with all of the above working against her. + +Her hunter was smart, but then, so was she. That was her strength. That was how she would win. That was how she would *survive.*