Little Bird

*Jaelle* · 04-17-2016, 04:52 PM

Her paws dragged on the earth, her bells ringing with each shaky step. Usually she enjoyed the sound of them, but at the moment they were making her head ring even more. Each breath was hard to get through her lungs, and it felt like she had swallowed a gallon of water. Trying to swallow hard, she ended up in a rough coughing fit instead. Jaelle stopped walking to try and catch her breath, her throat burning like she had swallowed acid. She kept trying to move on, trying to find her tribe of gypsies. She hadn't seen any of them for so long now, and she was worried that they were gone for good. A garbled whine passed through her clenched teeth, each step getting harder and harder to take. She just needed shelter from this damn rain, as it slowly soaked her monotone coat. She didn't even notice the scent of the pack borders, her nose was dripping with snot. Sniffling, the usually beautiful woman felt herself starting to fade. She had been walking along the edge of the pack lines, but without smelling it she passed it without realizing it. She only took about five steps in before her knees gave out. She fell to the ground with a thud, her bells giving one last ring as she collapsed. Her jaws parted to howl for help, but she just coughed until she nearly blacked out.

"SPEAK"

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