12-14-2016, 08:12 PM
Rhae
The smokey chocolate of her coat barely hid the faint thinning in her sides. Pangea was a wasteland, and lacked adequate sources of nourishment. Most especially for her, as she tended to avoid the other residents as much as she could manage. She'd come here with Tioga, a woman far stronger than Rhae would ever be. Nobody dared to mess with Tioga. But she'd lost track of her champion sister, and was too uncomfortable to consider braving the unknown. She didn't want to try finding a new home, chance facing rejection.
This was home now.
She ghosted the borders mostly; the ones where others were least likely to find anything of interest to them. Which of course meant there was no grazing to attract them, no water to refresh them. Or her. Today she scuttled her way towards the northern border, where Pangea backed into another territory. They had grasses there. And a small river. She didn't like the idea that someone else might be near in search of their own food, but Rhae couldn't continue to go hungry and so she took her chances. This time.
She edged closer to the river bank, her head down and wide blue eyes constantly scanning around her and behind her. Pale hair hung over her face as though it could shield her from the world, but it never worked. It seemed no one was around. For now. She wasn't sure how long her freedom would last, and when or if Bruise would ever come for her. The waiting, the uncertainty..the unknown was the most terrifying part. If he showed, at least she would know where he was. As it was, she never knew his comings and goings, and if he'd ever choose to seek her out again. She had tried to stay hidden, but he had his ways.
Nervous panting pulsed her ribs, huffing anxiously at the bare ground. The water was so close, and at it's lip was a small patch of grass. It was a pathetic thing, damp and muddy and probably trampled; but it was nourishment. She only had to go to it. She surveyed the area again, a doe searching for the hunters. Hunger clawed at her belly, pushing her to make her move in haste. With an unbalanced trot -thanks to her defective spine- she reached that border between the two lands.
She clipped hurriedly at the blades, eager to get what she could and be away before anyone happened upon her. She'd meant to keep watch, but her hungry eyes repeatedly found their way to the opposite river bank. The bright, healthy grasses there.
It really was always greener on the other side.
This was home now.
She ghosted the borders mostly; the ones where others were least likely to find anything of interest to them. Which of course meant there was no grazing to attract them, no water to refresh them. Or her. Today she scuttled her way towards the northern border, where Pangea backed into another territory. They had grasses there. And a small river. She didn't like the idea that someone else might be near in search of their own food, but Rhae couldn't continue to go hungry and so she took her chances. This time.
She edged closer to the river bank, her head down and wide blue eyes constantly scanning around her and behind her. Pale hair hung over her face as though it could shield her from the world, but it never worked. It seemed no one was around. For now. She wasn't sure how long her freedom would last, and when or if Bruise would ever come for her. The waiting, the uncertainty..the unknown was the most terrifying part. If he showed, at least she would know where he was. As it was, she never knew his comings and goings, and if he'd ever choose to seek her out again. She had tried to stay hidden, but he had his ways.
Nervous panting pulsed her ribs, huffing anxiously at the bare ground. The water was so close, and at it's lip was a small patch of grass. It was a pathetic thing, damp and muddy and probably trampled; but it was nourishment. She only had to go to it. She surveyed the area again, a doe searching for the hunters. Hunger clawed at her belly, pushing her to make her move in haste. With an unbalanced trot -thanks to her defective spine- she reached that border between the two lands.
She clipped hurriedly at the blades, eager to get what she could and be away before anyone happened upon her. She'd meant to keep watch, but her hungry eyes repeatedly found their way to the opposite river bank. The bright, healthy grasses there.
It really was always greener on the other side.