Melted Away
08-17-2016, 07:02 PM
Her leg was fully healed now, the only reminder of the incident was the limp she had in her left hind leg and the serrated scars along the length of it. Never would she go that far out to sea again if she could help it. The woman limped along the river that snaked it's way through the valley, the air uncomfortably warm but not as hot as the western lands had been. This was mainly why she kept close to the waters edge, her paws splashing down the shallows of the rapids. It was odd though, to see anything else buy snow and tundra and ice. Her homeland was gone, crumbled and separated before her very feet. She wondered who else had survived, if there were any others...
Shaking her head to clear her mind of it, she continued on until the scents of many reached her. She stopped where she was, several yards from the borders. Of course, she didn't know what borders were...the two clans on the tundra didn't have them. So she figured that maybe, there was just a group or something that had passed by? She wasn't sure, but she did want to see where these Rapids went. Sticking close to the shallows, she would proceed. The foreign woman stepping over the boundaries, eyes fixed on the bank ahead and her paws still splashing through the shallows. |