The Jig Is Up!
12-08-2018, 04:01 PM
It felt as though her lungs were on fire. The femme could hear the slaver cursing somewhere behind her, forcing her onward despite the fact she was exhausted. She hadn’t slept or eaten in almost a full day… and the girl wasn’t going to let that all be for naught. She had to keep pushing on… had to get away… but it felt like everytime she got ahead or lost the slavers they seemed to discover her once more. They were persistent on getting her back… a female who had helped more than a couple of slaves escape their grasp. In their eyes she needed to be punished… but Aria was through with that sort of treatment. She’d had enough of being their little toy. “Give up already, you bastard!” Aria screamed over her shoulder. Adrenaline and pure will was what drove her to keep going now. She was doing her best to keep ahead, racing around some trees. Her golden eyes were frantically scanning for something she could use to distract the one behind her… something to help her get away. Her tongue lolled out of her mouth and her ears were tilted back as Aria furrowed her brow. Maybe she could hide in some place the slaver couldn’t get to? He was much bigger… bulkier… if she squeezed into somewhere only she could fit then perhaps…
Aria ducked down towards a dip in the trees. It was a long shot but she was hoping it would work. She began to wiggle through the roots, hoping that she was able to get through to the other side before the slaver caught up to her. |