09-26-2018, 09:13 PM
Teal
It was the scent that brought her here, that had her nose twitching and bumping into things more often than her usual, that dusty damp smell of a wet cave. It should've frightened her, the endless darkness, the tricky shadows.
But her world was already dark.
This smell was as familiar as she'd ever find, though. As close to home as she'd ever known. And she tracked it like the greatest hound, her velvet muzzle only catching a few scratches when she got too impatient and scraped across one of those damn trees. Oh, she hated trees. Showing up out of nowhere and hitting her like that. Other beasts were cruel too, but trees, ohhhh, they were just downright vicious.
She made herself as comfortable as she could when she finally found home. A cave, just like the one her Caveman had so long ago. She'd never see him again, she was sure. This would do nicely though. She couldn't hear the soft whisper of water dripping down the walls. And she didn't have a clue who's scent that was lingering in the halls. But it wasn't recent enough to concern her. Not particularly stale, either, but at least not fresh. She could at least catch a rest before he returns. And she'd be long gone by then.
Her golden breast gradually began to slow, the shallow breaths of stress and general fright finally easing. Clumps of light hair were sticky and stuck to her neck in places, wet and impossibly matted from living on her own. But such as life. She took a deep breath and drew it out, and after a few more minutes, her racing pulse followed suit. She was able to fall asleep after a while longer, though it would never be restful. Nightmares and the typical paranoia with being constantly startled kept her alert, jolting her back awake every so often.
No, she certainly didn't know what true rest was.
Or peace.
But at least she found home, for however long she'd survive here.
But her world was already dark.
This smell was as familiar as she'd ever find, though. As close to home as she'd ever known. And she tracked it like the greatest hound, her velvet muzzle only catching a few scratches when she got too impatient and scraped across one of those damn trees. Oh, she hated trees. Showing up out of nowhere and hitting her like that. Other beasts were cruel too, but trees, ohhhh, they were just downright vicious.
She made herself as comfortable as she could when she finally found home. A cave, just like the one her Caveman had so long ago. She'd never see him again, she was sure. This would do nicely though. She couldn't hear the soft whisper of water dripping down the walls. And she didn't have a clue who's scent that was lingering in the halls. But it wasn't recent enough to concern her. Not particularly stale, either, but at least not fresh. She could at least catch a rest before he returns. And she'd be long gone by then.
Her golden breast gradually began to slow, the shallow breaths of stress and general fright finally easing. Clumps of light hair were sticky and stuck to her neck in places, wet and impossibly matted from living on her own. But such as life. She took a deep breath and drew it out, and after a few more minutes, her racing pulse followed suit. She was able to fall asleep after a while longer, though it would never be restful. Nightmares and the typical paranoia with being constantly startled kept her alert, jolting her back awake every so often.
No, she certainly didn't know what true rest was.
Or peace.
But at least she found home, for however long she'd survive here.
@[Maugrim] - for when he's back from questing <3