Sea Legs

*Deity* · 08-08-2019, 03:54 PM

The goddess had decided to head south for the coming winter by traveling near the coast. She figured it couldn’t hurt to put some new lands under her belt rather than retrace her steps from a few weeks ago. She’d spent the last day or so in Sunset Falls, and decided to take a slight detour to see the ocean. She’d nearly made it to the water: the woman had followed a sandy trail from the falls to the main beach, reaching it just after sunset, hoping to have her first glance at the ocean under the silvery light of the moon. Alas, it didn’t seem like she’d be doing much glancing tonight.
Clouds hovered like dark reapers above the ocean, roiling with divine anger. The smell of coming rain hit Deity’s nose like a blow. Her fur prickled with electricity, raising her hackles. The sky was readying itself to hammer the earth with its godly wrath.
Shelter. She had to find shelter, and soon. This was gonna be a rough one.
Deity swiveled her head, trying to make out the shape of a den in the brush, or... or something. She turned the other way, to her left, and saw a massive cliff rising from the sands at the far end of the beach. There. Maybe there was a cave, or a rock she could hunker under for a couple hours.
The goddess took off at a trot, ears pinned to her head. The wind pounded into her side, carrying with it icy sea spray. She had to actively work to stay upright.
Then, the first drops fell. They pounded onto the top of her head and along her back, sparse at first, then with increasing frequency and intensity. The wind blew, and suddenly her right side was being pelted with stinging pebbles. Deity broke into a sprint— she was close to the rocks now, and there must be a cave, there had to be— there. A thin black semicircle, only slightly darker than the rocks, caught her eye. The woman could hardly see by now— the moon was entirely covered by clouds and the world looked like it had been coated in tar. She prayed to every star in the sky that her night-fuzzed vision wasn’t betraying her and that it was indeed a cave she saw...
And the heavens answered her.
Deity wormed her way through the crack in the rock— it wasn’t hard, she had more than a couple spare inches on either side of her— and into the safety of the cave. She was dripping with icy water, and her body shook with cold. Her breaths were heavy and they echoed in the space. Deity couldn’t see anything, not even the tip of her own muzzle, but based off the volume of the echo, the cave was rather small. Maybe big enough for five, six wolves to squeeze together. Three could fit comfortably.
The entrance of the cave was angled so that the rain hit the first tail-length or so of the leftmost wall as opposed to landing in the center. The goddess could see the entrance of the cave fairly well, as it was the only source of light (however minimal). She decided to keep an eye on it, in case some hostile creature had the same thought; to take shelter in a cave.
Deity, huffing and shivering, tentatively took a few steps right, traveling along the front side of the cave, the side with the entrance. After a body length or so, she felt a change in the air: the coolness of a stone wall, just before her nose. She’d reached the right-front corner of the cave. The auburn-furred woman laid down, curling into a ball, trying to conserve body heat. The cave wasn’t warm, but it was dry, and that was enough. She kept her eyes open, focused on the entrance, not daring to let her guard down. She couldn’t see a thing except the thin strip of faint light that lay across the floor.
”Speech”

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