Now and Then
09-10-2017, 12:34 PM
(This post was last modified: 09-10-2017, 12:34 PM by Natha.)
I'd rather be dead than live a lie BURN THE WHITE FLAG!
Wind whipped around Natha as she slipped quietly into the gorge, sheltering in the dense forests. The afternoon sun was obscured by the greenery and while the winds were reasonably warm she didn't care to have it howling in her ears. In the meantime she turned her focus to the task at hand, lunch. She had missed breakfast and was more than ready to dig into a nice warm meal but she'd have to find and catch something first. She eyed the birds up in the trees and the squirrels that skittered about. Not easy prey. Small morsels for a lot of work but she wasn't sure what else to try so with a leap she scurried up an oak tree, resting in the lower branches and she calculated her next move.