Peering through the Fog

*Aranea* · 10-22-2017, 06:38 PM

Location: Tar Pits
She was lost in thought, as she usually was anytime lately. Just strolling with her eyes at her paws or even ahead of her in a ghostly manner, never truly in the now anymore. What had happened to her? She noticed even herself the changes she was going through. She used to be so happy and excited to do everything, now she could barely find herself getting up in the morning.

The fog drew in around her as she went through, oblivious to her coming demise. The voices of wolves heard distantly but she would ignore that too. That was, until her front paw, followed by the other, fell into a large puddle of tar that jumped out in front of her.

She started to struggle, a weak and tiny creature she was, and was wasting all her energy on trying to help herself thinking she was the only one out here. She was depressed and didn't really find a purpose for living, but she didn't want to die. She still felt like she had a life to look forward to even if it wasn't now. She was so young... She couldn't just let go.

"HELP!" She started to scream in separate tones, "HELP ME!" Her heart was racing as she thought she was truly going to die out here. What other stupid wolf would wonder into a fog like this in one of these most dangerous places?

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Peering through the Fog

Aranea