Swallowed up
02-08-2022, 11:07 AM
((CW: Psalm is having a panic attack, thread at your own risk, she's not a threat to anyone but this is probably gonna be a rough one.))
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"Speech!"
Whatever progress Psalm had made in the wake of her father's abandonment had been wholly undone by the abandonment of Balth and Azzurra. Psalm was a ghost of a wolf, hardly seen beyond the confines of her tiny den she was a rarity to see in Abaven at the moment. She spent most of her time cooped up, sleeping. Because sleep was the one escape she had from the pain of her guilt. Not even Solo spotted her often, busy as he was with his new friends she did her best not to darken his doorstep, lest she chase away the only family she had left.
Yes sure, technically as a Destruction she was surrounded by family but her cousins were as strangers to her. Their small group had always been a bit secluded before and Psalm was basically a hermit at this point.
But sleep was escaping her today, her limbs ached and her stomach clenched from hunger. When had she last eaten? Not even a desire to hunt, to provide for her family drove her anymore. She struggled to pull herself forward, only the pain in her empty abdomen could drive her to leave and seek food. But as Psalm unfurled a limb to begin to pull herself to find food she found her body did not respond as she wanted it to, her paws were shaking and she could hardly lift her leg.
Fear raced through her, images of the ground swallowing her up, of her last glimpse of daylight, coming moments before her mouth, her throat, her lungs were caked with dirt. Psalm's eyes widened, she screamed hoarsely. Somewhere in the visions of the earth swallowing her whole she had managed to drag herself from her tiny cramped den out under the open sky but the panic did not stop.
Her lungs still felt like they were full of dirt, her heart was hammering in her chest so hard she thought it would burst free and her stomach was doing cartwheels. Psalm was pretty sure she was going to die. Daddy! She screamed in her head, unable to do so out loud. Tears managed to leak from her eyes, her limbs quivering uncontrollably. Daddy... She sobbed this time, more like the tiny child she had been when she'd needed him most... Like the child she'd felt like since the moment he'd left and not like the young adult everyone said she was.
Whatever progress Psalm had made in the wake of her father's abandonment had been wholly undone by the abandonment of Balth and Azzurra. Psalm was a ghost of a wolf, hardly seen beyond the confines of her tiny den she was a rarity to see in Abaven at the moment. She spent most of her time cooped up, sleeping. Because sleep was the one escape she had from the pain of her guilt. Not even Solo spotted her often, busy as he was with his new friends she did her best not to darken his doorstep, lest she chase away the only family she had left.
Yes sure, technically as a Destruction she was surrounded by family but her cousins were as strangers to her. Their small group had always been a bit secluded before and Psalm was basically a hermit at this point.
But sleep was escaping her today, her limbs ached and her stomach clenched from hunger. When had she last eaten? Not even a desire to hunt, to provide for her family drove her anymore. She struggled to pull herself forward, only the pain in her empty abdomen could drive her to leave and seek food. But as Psalm unfurled a limb to begin to pull herself to find food she found her body did not respond as she wanted it to, her paws were shaking and she could hardly lift her leg.
Fear raced through her, images of the ground swallowing her up, of her last glimpse of daylight, coming moments before her mouth, her throat, her lungs were caked with dirt. Psalm's eyes widened, she screamed hoarsely. Somewhere in the visions of the earth swallowing her whole she had managed to drag herself from her tiny cramped den out under the open sky but the panic did not stop.
Her lungs still felt like they were full of dirt, her heart was hammering in her chest so hard she thought it would burst free and her stomach was doing cartwheels. Psalm was pretty sure she was going to die. Daddy! She screamed in her head, unable to do so out loud. Tears managed to leak from her eyes, her limbs quivering uncontrollably. Daddy... She sobbed this time, more like the tiny child she had been when she'd needed him most... Like the child she'd felt like since the moment he'd left and not like the young adult everyone said she was.
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