09-03-2018, 01:46 PM
By the time Xero made it to the Meadow, she was good and grumpy. Gangly baby legs were awkward as fuck, and didn’t work the way she was pretty sure they were supposed to. She fell over a stupid, embarrassing number of times that she will not disclose, thank you very much, and her head still hurt like cuckoo-crazy, and everything felt too big and wrong, and rocks kept jumping out of nowhere to trip her. Ow, dammit, like that. Yet again, Xero wound up on her face, grunting at the impact with the too-big, too-solid, far too damn familiar ground, and she growled and glared at the stupid sneaky rock. “That was mean. You are a meanie. I don’t like you.”
Somehow that sounded a little more pathetic than she’d meant, and instead of feeling satisfying, it just made her growl and grit her non-existent teeth and set about heaving herself upright again. At least she was getting better at that part. One foot, two foot, back foot, other back foot--look, she ran out of numbers, okay?--and UP! And heyyyy, not even over on her face this time! Just a little wide-eyed wobble, and she caught herself, legs splayed ‘cause she’d learned that trick already. Wider base made standing easier than if all her feet were close together.
Okay. Aaaand walking again.
Except the fairy bug had only provided her with a direction and not really any more useful information like how far or what she was looking for. Go that way was only so helpful, and Xero was getting tired. Climbing all the way down the biggest mountain and walking all the way to...well, to this spot. All on wobbly gangly no-balance legs that kept tripping her and making her fall over. She’d been doing better for a little while! But the tired had started to set in, and it seemed like the tireder she got, the trippier the ground got.
Ow, dammit! Yeah, like that.
Maybe this was where the fairy bug meant, because Xero was pretty sure she was all done walking for right now. Her face hurt, and her head hurt, and her most of her hurt, and this spot on the ground was maybe not so bad. So she sprawled out instead of getting back up this time, and her eyes closed, and then just like that she was fast asleep in the middle of wherever she’d ended up. Some kinda meadow or whatever.
Somehow that sounded a little more pathetic than she’d meant, and instead of feeling satisfying, it just made her growl and grit her non-existent teeth and set about heaving herself upright again. At least she was getting better at that part. One foot, two foot, back foot, other back foot--look, she ran out of numbers, okay?--and UP! And heyyyy, not even over on her face this time! Just a little wide-eyed wobble, and she caught herself, legs splayed ‘cause she’d learned that trick already. Wider base made standing easier than if all her feet were close together.
Okay. Aaaand walking again.
Except the fairy bug had only provided her with a direction and not really any more useful information like how far or what she was looking for. Go that way was only so helpful, and Xero was getting tired. Climbing all the way down the biggest mountain and walking all the way to...well, to this spot. All on wobbly gangly no-balance legs that kept tripping her and making her fall over. She’d been doing better for a little while! But the tired had started to set in, and it seemed like the tireder she got, the trippier the ground got.
Ow, dammit! Yeah, like that.
Maybe this was where the fairy bug meant, because Xero was pretty sure she was all done walking for right now. Her face hurt, and her head hurt, and her most of her hurt, and this spot on the ground was maybe not so bad. So she sprawled out instead of getting back up this time, and her eyes closed, and then just like that she was fast asleep in the middle of wherever she’d ended up. Some kinda meadow or whatever.