Sometimes you just can't win for losing
06-24-2019, 02:13 PM
The day had come for Tana to move on, to head north to Acere's pack. She'd been told he would take her in and let her stay, whether he had been successful with speaking to shaye or Rhyme over her children had yet to be known. She had packed up what she could, doned her cloak and left the safety of her den. It was eerily quiet as her and her monkeys made for the north. The maw was a huge place that she had learned to navigate, often scavenging the kills of others for her own food. This would hopefully be the last time she returned here for safety.
She had no clue what stalked her here. That the summer was just as hard for the other predators here. She just hobbled on with the thought of Acere's pack in mind. It all happened so suddenly and fast. All she heard was a roar and the screeching of alarm from Alma as she leaped up a rock and into a crevice. Basil sprand from her back his chattering being cut short and silence from him after. A snarl came and suddenly there was pain. She yelped as she was swatted by the cat across the rock face. Pain surged up her shoulders where his claws had landed. And suddenly she was scrabbling as jaws clenched around her throat. She couldn't breathe, never even saw, but she could smell. The tang of blood,her own and basil's, was strong. Alma's fear as she hid and could do nothing. The scent of the cat as her life slipped away was drilled into her skull. A cougar, Male. She'd never seen it coming.
It released leaving her throat a bloody mess as she gasped trying to breathe through the blood. It hurt so bad. Her paws scrabbled feebly. And just like that the cat was gone, taking with it basil's corpse. It would likely return she knew. She tried to scream but only gurgles came forth. It was silent again. Nice silence. She let out a whine as she tried to breath and move. It was impossible. She didn't know the mangled mess she now was. Its claws having pierced her shoulder and held her by her face and stomach. She just knew the worst of the pain as her blood spilled. Alma was silent hiding away in the crevice. She'd been there the entire time, watching with horror and sounding alarms for help, but none had come to save her friends. She was silent now though aside from a few sobs in the rock, she found sanctuary in. Tana was fading they both knew it, she'd had no will to live anyway, only the hope of seeing her children once more kept her moving forward. But she was tired, so tired.
It took minutes and the gurgles finally died, leaving only Alma behind as the sole survivor of the trio. Tana could only hope someone kind would find her mouse lemur and let her cling onto life with them. She was a good healer at least.
-exit Tana via death-
She had no clue what stalked her here. That the summer was just as hard for the other predators here. She just hobbled on with the thought of Acere's pack in mind. It all happened so suddenly and fast. All she heard was a roar and the screeching of alarm from Alma as she leaped up a rock and into a crevice. Basil sprand from her back his chattering being cut short and silence from him after. A snarl came and suddenly there was pain. She yelped as she was swatted by the cat across the rock face. Pain surged up her shoulders where his claws had landed. And suddenly she was scrabbling as jaws clenched around her throat. She couldn't breathe, never even saw, but she could smell. The tang of blood,her own and basil's, was strong. Alma's fear as she hid and could do nothing. The scent of the cat as her life slipped away was drilled into her skull. A cougar, Male. She'd never seen it coming.
It released leaving her throat a bloody mess as she gasped trying to breathe through the blood. It hurt so bad. Her paws scrabbled feebly. And just like that the cat was gone, taking with it basil's corpse. It would likely return she knew. She tried to scream but only gurgles came forth. It was silent again. Nice silence. She let out a whine as she tried to breath and move. It was impossible. She didn't know the mangled mess she now was. Its claws having pierced her shoulder and held her by her face and stomach. She just knew the worst of the pain as her blood spilled. Alma was silent hiding away in the crevice. She'd been there the entire time, watching with horror and sounding alarms for help, but none had come to save her friends. She was silent now though aside from a few sobs in the rock, she found sanctuary in. Tana was fading they both knew it, she'd had no will to live anyway, only the hope of seeing her children once more kept her moving forward. But she was tired, so tired.
It took minutes and the gurgles finally died, leaving only Alma behind as the sole survivor of the trio. Tana could only hope someone kind would find her mouse lemur and let her cling onto life with them. She was a good healer at least.
-exit Tana via death-
"speech"
Tana is a flighty individual, with absolutely no will to fight. She might get scared and run mid-thread, I apologize in advance for this. Its nothing against your characters, she has just had a tough past and has a hard time trusting anyone.