ardent

hold my breath until i die

for Song



Kirsi

Loner

age
7 Years
gender
Female
gems
0
size
Small
build
Light
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125
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Snake EyesVolcanoChristmas 2019
09-30-2019, 06:31 AM

Kirsi hadn't meant to be so far south when the volcano had erupted - not that anyone could've anticipated it, let alone her. She'd taken a brief departure from Song, veering south toward the Polar Sound. The slopes of the Sound were quite dangerous to travel, but she'd found a way down that looked less precarious. Cautiously she made her way toward the bottom, taking her time; the air here had an unusual scent, and she wondered if this place might be more fertile than the rest of the north currently was. Already she could see fat seals lounging near the rocky outcrops that jutted into the ocean, and she was beginning to concoct a plan that might allow her to take one of them down. Surely there was no possible way to drag her prey back up, but at least she could gorge herself in a nice feast.

Everything seemed to be going according to plan until the world began to shake. Kirsi had been traveling by moonlight, using night as a cover to hide from any unsuspecting eyes as she made her descent down the steep rock cliffside - and due to where she was, she hadn't seen any signs of unrest in the distance. The night was still dark, with faint streams of moonlight coming down from above, but suddenly the world beneath her paws began to quake. Slowly at first, almost slowly enough that she thought her journey might go uninterrupted, but before long the intensity of the quaking grew stronger and she began to wonder just where she was supposed to go from here. Should she continue her descent, or turn back the way she'd came?

In a split second decision she decided to head back up - at least she had a general idea of the path she'd taken, rather than struggle to find steady footing on the way down. The journey back up was far from a pleasant one; the shaking of the earth seemed to be constantly uprooting debris, and more than once she fought to narrowly avoid a rock colliding with her face. By the time she reached the top she was exhausted, though mostly injured; a few stray scrapes and cuts marred her forelimbs, and a branch had lightly nicked her cheek, but other than that she was fine.

She cast her gaze toward the horizon, which should've been growing brighter with the rising sun by now.. but all she could see was a heavy smoke obscuring the sky, creeping closer and closer to the north with each breath she took. What was happening, she wondered - and if she was close enough to feel the effects, where was Song?

She'd grown fond of her companion over these last few months, but only now did it become clear just how much she did care for him. The weight of worry and fear that settled in her stomach at the thought of what might happen to him was overwhelming. Despite her fatigue, it allowed her to push on, her tired paws carrying her toward the stone wall she'd last seen him near, eventually lifting her head to the sky and letting loose a call for him. Still the world quaked, though the tremors were smaller here, thankfully. "