10-08-2016, 03:09 PM
Raeg'n
Raeg'n
Rain pelted her in icy bullets, spearing her skin and shattering into a chilling spray. Moisture lit and twinkled across her midnight-blue coat, an illusion similar to glittering twilight. Rich, orange hair flared to life down her neck like a warhorse's thick crest. But it only stood on end as a child's of her age normally did. Not a warrior at all.
Her sullen gaze was downcast, studying the slippery grasses of the meadow as she trudged miserably through it. Her mood was about as light and cheerful as the downpour. It was relentless and cruel in its determination to sink her further in dejection.
She'd had a mother once. A glorious beauty, so radiant and red, vibrant and kind. She could almost smell her still, sweet and flowery. But now she had no mother, no family. Just an orphan determined to wear down her own path in life.
So intent on her situation, she failed to note the large, winged beast taking shelter beneath the outstretched arms of a tree. Rain slammed his scent to the ground beneath him, throwing it out in a dense cloud, dissipating quickly the further it went from him. So when she was close enough to catch it in her little nose, she was too close.
The smell of him engulfed her suddenly. Her head jerked up, amber eyes bright in the stormy darkness. She held still, searching slowly, until she found him only a few paces away. Her nostrils flared warily, but she made no move to retreat, only watched him.
He looked a good deal more comfortable out of the direct path of the rain. She envied it, to be even a little more dry. With a challenge in her young gaze, she made a beeline to him, her head only halfway raised and shoulders slumped. She said nothing as she pulled herself beneath the shared canopy, facing away and staring outward, mindful to keep a breadth of distance between them. With her boldness, she hoped to make it clear she would not be easily swayed from this relief simply because he was bigger, older, smarter, and meaner than she.
Bring it on.