01-31-2023, 05:04 AM
She had delved over the mountains like a monster fleeing from her ghosts. Maybe she was. Either way, the hurried pace of her steps was not to be missed. A small and dainty thing, she had pushed across the terrain with such easiness that she was hardly panting by the time she came to a stop. No, her breathlessness was from an anxiety that had coiled in her gut from the moment she'd left. She felt so naked and alone out here, exposed to a world of ice and cruelty. Her stomach ached. Her heart ached. She didn't understand the emotions but she'd known that it had been too much. The children... Karlek... The woman swallowed around the lump in her throat.
This was what she was good for. Running away and starting over. Just like she had when her parents had abandoned her. She felt frightened, but also freed. As if she didn't have to stare at the tiny little rats that made her not only doubt herself, but doubt her resolution. She hadn't even bid farewell. She'd stolen off in the night while Karlek was deep in the den with the children they'd been raising together. It wasn't as if she owed anything to the man. Hardly.
Melancholy danced in her chest either way as she began to pass under the crossing, her yellow eyes looking up at it with the numbest feeling she'd had in a long time. She shouldn't be alone. That was the memory that came to her first. She stared at the arch as if it might ground her, her ears splaying out sideways before slowly shifting to hide in the soft fur of her ruff. The ruff that had faint scars in it.
Her tail was scraggly. Clearly having been chewed at the middle more than once. It shifted and she looked back at it, her shoulders slumping in mild defeat. Like a dog trapped in a cage she turned to grasp her tail. She turned around once, twice, thrice, and then several more times before she finally grasped it. There, as if she didn't have the whole world around her... as if she were trapped in a cage with nowhere else to go, she collapsed and began to gnaw quietly on her tail.
She'd figure out her plan of action later.
This was what she was good for. Running away and starting over. Just like she had when her parents had abandoned her. She felt frightened, but also freed. As if she didn't have to stare at the tiny little rats that made her not only doubt herself, but doubt her resolution. She hadn't even bid farewell. She'd stolen off in the night while Karlek was deep in the den with the children they'd been raising together. It wasn't as if she owed anything to the man. Hardly.
Melancholy danced in her chest either way as she began to pass under the crossing, her yellow eyes looking up at it with the numbest feeling she'd had in a long time. She shouldn't be alone. That was the memory that came to her first. She stared at the arch as if it might ground her, her ears splaying out sideways before slowly shifting to hide in the soft fur of her ruff. The ruff that had faint scars in it.
Her tail was scraggly. Clearly having been chewed at the middle more than once. It shifted and she looked back at it, her shoulders slumping in mild defeat. Like a dog trapped in a cage she turned to grasp her tail. She turned around once, twice, thrice, and then several more times before she finally grasped it. There, as if she didn't have the whole world around her... as if she were trapped in a cage with nowhere else to go, she collapsed and began to gnaw quietly on her tail.
She'd figure out her plan of action later.