07-10-2025, 02:36 PM
Her eyes flick open suddenly; the brightness makes her blink rapidly. Her ears ring. Her skin prickles. She inhales sharply, she doesn't recognize anything she smells. Actually, she doesn't recognize anything at all.
Her muscles twitch and bunch as she tries to gather her legs beneath her and stand. She stumbles in the tall grass. Her bright green legs buckling and wobbling as she tries to grasp her bearings on the world. As she finally gets her footing, her black and green tail swishing side to side. She lets out a snort of frustration and confusion as her mind whirs and grasps for any recognition. Where is she? She remembers nothing. A name? Like a soft whisper in her mind 'Razaranje'. Was that her name? Where did she come from? Where is she?
Her dark eyes scan the land in front of her. Brightly colored leaves dance in the warm breeze. She thinks she hears the noise of water nearby. Mountains jut into the sky in the distance. She shakes her head, black and green flailing about her neck and face, trying to clear her thoughts. The ringing in her ears begins to subside as the tingling along her green hide begins to fade, allowing her to feel the air shifting around her. She catches a scent and her nostrils flare as she tries to distinguish what it is. Slowly her black eyes land on a figure standing in the plains further off. She scans what she can see of him, her brain recognizing him as a horse, but also not quite.
Suddenly her legs move beneath her and she starts towards him. As she nears, she notes that he is a bit taller than her. His wings are lifted slightly. He seems youthful. Perhaps around her age? She isn't sure. She squints as he turns towards her and stops in her tracks. He has feathers, not just wings? Her mind begins to dig for anything. Any recognition of this place, or who she is, where she came from, or who he may be, but nothing comes to her. She glances around again, before returning her gaze to him and trying to muster sound from her throat.
"Hello." She squeaks out, eyes widen as she is startled by the sound she forced from her throat. She notices a stream near him and begins moving more quickly this time, rushing past him on unsure legs, before dunking her face into the water for a moment. The cool shock lit up her senses. She pulled her head from the water quickly, drops flying up and out from the black and green framing Razaranje's face. She inhaled sharply and turned back around to face the male, eyes darting over him.
"Where am I?"
Her muscles twitch and bunch as she tries to gather her legs beneath her and stand. She stumbles in the tall grass. Her bright green legs buckling and wobbling as she tries to grasp her bearings on the world. As she finally gets her footing, her black and green tail swishing side to side. She lets out a snort of frustration and confusion as her mind whirs and grasps for any recognition. Where is she? She remembers nothing. A name? Like a soft whisper in her mind 'Razaranje'. Was that her name? Where did she come from? Where is she?
Her dark eyes scan the land in front of her. Brightly colored leaves dance in the warm breeze. She thinks she hears the noise of water nearby. Mountains jut into the sky in the distance. She shakes her head, black and green flailing about her neck and face, trying to clear her thoughts. The ringing in her ears begins to subside as the tingling along her green hide begins to fade, allowing her to feel the air shifting around her. She catches a scent and her nostrils flare as she tries to distinguish what it is. Slowly her black eyes land on a figure standing in the plains further off. She scans what she can see of him, her brain recognizing him as a horse, but also not quite.
Suddenly her legs move beneath her and she starts towards him. As she nears, she notes that he is a bit taller than her. His wings are lifted slightly. He seems youthful. Perhaps around her age? She isn't sure. She squints as he turns towards her and stops in her tracks. He has feathers, not just wings? Her mind begins to dig for anything. Any recognition of this place, or who she is, where she came from, or who he may be, but nothing comes to her. She glances around again, before returning her gaze to him and trying to muster sound from her throat.
"Hello." She squeaks out, eyes widen as she is startled by the sound she forced from her throat. She notices a stream near him and begins moving more quickly this time, rushing past him on unsure legs, before dunking her face into the water for a moment. The cool shock lit up her senses. She pulled her head from the water quickly, drops flying up and out from the black and green framing Razaranje's face. She inhaled sharply and turned back around to face the male, eyes darting over him.
"Where am I?"