Centuries Of War

They neared the slight hill that was once the horizon, and as they took steps through the deserted land, the bones of multiple creatures started appearing and clustering until there was nearly nowhere to walk without stepping her paw onto a long deceased creature.

She stuck to Segin as he did the same, her paws careful as she gently padded through the clear patches of the ground, the soil nearly took representation of a desert. The peacefulness she felt wasn't an uplifting kind, and after she laid eyes on the dreary outlook, she had made her mind up just as Segin had spoke it. She hummed in agreement to him, she didn't want to look down at all the dead things but for whatever reason she felt safer that way. Watching her feet, hopefully they wouldn't come back to life and take her.

Her tiny weight pushed into the dry ground under her, causing just a small paw portion of it to cave in and crumble beneath her. She wasn't harmed, but instantly jumped backward into Segin from the surprise. Her head lowered as her eyes closed, like her fear of the place was coming true. The dead things would be after her. She went to hide her face into Segin's fur of his shoulder, though it would have been wise to keep moving so they didn't have to look back on this place.

"Duchess"