It's Not Easy

*Terrae* · 12-02-2015, 02:14 AM

Across the prairie laid hills he hadn't yet explored. As he lumbered through the terrain with his companion settled contently settled upon his head, an odd feeling crept over him. Where were the singing birds, or the scuttling of undergrowth creatures scurrying away? This area was void of any life, but why? It seemed adequate for living. As if his very question was answered, the ground beneath him began to shake. Confusion flashed across his features as he dug his claws into the earth, trying to steady himself. Sharp pain seared through his skull, and momentarily he realised it was his companion also bracing the shakes. He winced, praying for the trembling to finish. Tiny teeth clung onto his fur whilst claws sunk into his skin. Unfortunately, it wasn't enough for the light creature, who slipped over the side of his head with a squeak of surprise. In a split second, he shifted and lifted a forepaw, quickly raising it to catch the spiny animal. At that point, the shaking had stopped, and he gingerly set the hedgehog down on the ground, feeling as if the trembling would start all over again. His companion crawled out from his quivering, tiny ball and gave him a grateful nod, still looking a bit frightened. They wouldn't travel far with both of them walking; he'd have to stop every once in a while to wait up for the small creature. However, it was better than clinging onto his skull, where it seemed to be dangerous when the shaking came along. That was another thing - the trembling. How odd; he hadn't experienced such an anomaly before. No wonder the land was barren of any life; he too wouldn't want to be disturbed by the shaking all day. Nevertheless, there had to be some herbs that didn't mind the annoyance and so he set off, senses alert.

First the stench of blood hit his nostrils, then the scent of a canine. Oh, so it seemed this region wasn't deserted after all. Still, the blood smelt fresh, and with the trembling so recent, the healer assumed the two tied together. Picking up his pace and leaving an irritated companion behind, he followed the scent until he found an ashen form seated by a fallen log. From afar she appeared unharmed though as he approached her he noticed scratches on her cheek and paw pads as she licked them. "Are you alright miss?" he inquired in a concerned tone, inwardly cursing himself for not bringing along a travel bundle of herbs.

"Terrae speech" "Silvius speech"

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