.38 - gold

[wishesforhire]

for prompt 38: wilderness

Those truly worthy of gold, explained Hulda, need no incentive to be good. The old witch had a way about her, something that spoke of dark secrets and monstrous magic. Katarina felt even the freshly-sprung ling was listening in, the moorlands stretched out far and wide around them. “But,” she asked, “what about those who can’t so easily see beyond their comforts? Can’t they be equally deserving if given the chance?” Baring her terrible fangs in a smile, Hulda said, “Perhaps one day, Katarina will see for herself,” and kissed her shoulder, the scent of ling heavy on her breath.