Where the Buffalo Go
Paradise
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12 Years
Female
47
Dragon Mod
Winter had struck, and the girl was a year old now. What had she done with her life? Not much, she supposed. There wasn't a whole lot she could really do when she was a pup, but as a yearling, now she figured the world was open to her! Or had it always been? She wasn't sure. Bright yellow gaze looked across the horizon, the girl having remained in these parts since they came here. For some reason she was hesitant to leave, the buffalo had become a constant in her life, though she knew that wasn't the only thing keeping her from going elsewhere. She was...afraid? Perhaps? Possibly afraid to take her first step away from her family to go explore on her own, though whether or not that was even the issue was beyond her. She didn't know what was out there, didn't know what she would find. She didn't know what she wanted most of all, and for whatever reason she felt like she needed to have all that figured out now. Perhaps she was putting too much pressure on herself for a yearling, but she didn't know how to stop overthinking it now.
She lied there on top of the hill, forelegs crossed as she watched the buffaloes morning rituals. They moved about, grazing and rolling in the early morning dust. They were a comfort to her, probably since she grew up here with them so close. The sky was a dull grey, cold and somewhat wet. The snow fell heavily on her coat, and it seemed her first winter would be freezing. She watched the herd, and for the first time since she sat down that morning, realize that the herd was considerably smaller than the previous days. Not only that, but she noticed that there were other scents mingled with them. Scents of creatures she had never scented before, and as her eyes wandered she also noticed there were a lot of tracks heading North towards the mountains...were the buffalo leaving? What was going on? What were the other scents? Some smelled like wolves, maybe they had hunted some of the buffalo...or chased them away...but the other was a heavy scent. She wanted to know what it was, but she didn't want to go investigate by herself, either... |
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