Another Case Of Bad Luck
Walk | Talk | Think
Winter gave way to spring, and though she had not intended to stay longer upon the southern continent, nature had decided otherwise. A trip to the bridge that connected the two land masses gave insight to the flooding that had been happening through many of the more northern regions, and prevented a return to what Callisto considered home. It was only a small stumble in her plans, however; there were still plenty of locations on the southern continent she had yet to explore, and this gave her the perfect excuse to more closely examine those she had already traveled through as well as new ones that still awaited her inspection.
For now, though, she turned her attention to a fertile, grassy plain that stretched rather far on the opposite side of a grove of aspens. As she neared the edge of the treeline from within - for the time being alone and without the company of her two traveling companions - Callisto's pale blue gaze panned across the open stretch of land, able to smell even at a distance just how green and full of life the place was. Nothing stood out to her yet as to useful plants that she recognized, but with an uncharacteristically optimistic smile she thought she might be able to find something of use here.
With her nose skimming the ground for anything with a familiar scent, the grey-legged healer traversed across the open plains, seeking out plants that she might know. For the most part, the place was filled only with tall grasses and weeds, but she had found one Valerian plant as well as a few groupings of dandelions. If she just kept at it for a bit longer...
Her incessant exploration brought her closer to the dam on the plain's opposite end, close enough to hear the groan of the logs as they shifted in place. Her head lifted to stare toward the structure through narrowed eyes, ears perked and listened, but she did not need to strain her senses to recognize the moment when a piece of the dam broke and let a quick flood of water quickly flow down the plain. Callisto's eyes widened and for a split second she did nothing but stare in disbelief as the water coursed her way. Realizing she would be swept away with it, she tried to make a last second dash out of the path of the water, racing for safer and higher ground.
She was badly placed for it. Her paws had carried her on a crisscrossing pattern over the plain, and she had still been somewhat toward the center when she had realized the dam was breaking. But if she darted just toward the side, and ran like hell... Almost there, almost there! She stretched her gait, certain that her next step would be the first to dragging herself to safety, but the ground beneath her paws suddenly became slick and muddy and gave way beneath her, and with the first rush of the water Callisto was carried away.