A Moment Is All We Are
Yautja
01-16-2021, 06:54 PM
Viper had it hard these last few months and seasons. She had finally come out of hiding from her slavery in Ruina, only to find more trouble in Fireside. It was hurtful for sure, but Viper wouldn’t allow any type of sad feelings to intervene with her everyday life. Honestly though, ever. Not even in the dead of night when she was alone. It probably wasn’t healthy. But she still somehow showed a new feeling of fear towards her immature state and how others felt about her, and she certainly felt disappointment of herself for her actions or that she wasn’t good enough for the pack or for anyone. And this was how she felt for the most of her recent days, ever since she trespassed in Fireside and learned just how different she was from others. She came to the Algoma Prairie in search of a kill to take back to her pack, but she was in a silent awe when she came to a level part of the plains and it was barren of any prey. Snow piled about half a foot consuming her paws, and a light flurry continued to fall. She gave a moment to look at what cloudy horizon she could see, more disappointment that she probably wouldn’t find a kill to return to Ashen. She couldn’t catch a break, and if she believed in anything like luck she would have hoped the bad of it was dripping to an end. She wanted to show Ashen, Hattori, and in the end Fireside that she was worthy to be among them. And able to maintain a structure inside. Her armor was intact as it was always when she came outside the pack lands. Her more noticeable maim hidden under the chain mail, but her other nicks and battle scars easily seen if someone was paying attention. Her head low as she attempted to track anything that went through the snow, she gently trotted her way over to the shallow stream that was all ice and no longer flowing. It was looking like she would have to go somewhere else to hunt, or come back empty handed. But she certainly didn’t want the later option. |