When The Heat Takes Over
09-02-2013, 11:23 AM
| Rakshra |
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The screams and howls of a nearby sandstorm echoed in Rakshra's mind. Heading in an unknow direction, she just kept walking. She wasn't sure where she was going or what she was doing, but oh how hungry she was. Looking all around for prey she couldn't see anything until a mouse ran out of a tiny patch of dead grass. Quick on her feet Rakshra ran after it. Soon being close enough to it, she jumped on it and killed it with her weight. It wasn't much food, but it was enough to keep her going for a while. Just after finishing up the scarce meat she could scrape off the tiny mouse carcass she heard a sound in the distance. She lifted up her head and looked around. The sandstorm had quiet down a bit in the past few minutes thankfully, and she could recongize the sound of another wolf approaching. She stood up and opened her mouth to speak. Hello? she spoke. |