Raindrops Turn To Waterfalls

Lotus was lonely and a little lost for direction these days. He felt a burning desire to have a reason or something to believe in. A plan for the future beyond the general needs of day to day. His hunting work was barely passable, and he often found himself hungry. It frustrated him, that he had to expend so much energy just to keep himself alive. There was living, and then there was living.

He was dozing in the long grass when a fat raindrop fell on his muzzle. He shook his head, and glared up at the sky. Realising he would need to find something a little more sturdy than grass to protect him.

The very moment he was getting to his paws, wasa the same one that a deer suddenly came barreling towards him. His eyes widened in shock and surprise and he paused, about to push himself to his paws, his head poking out of the grass. The deer - a young mule in fact, realised his presence at the last moment. Too late to vere course, the long legged creature vaulted over him. Aiming a sharp kick towards his snout as it moved through the air.

Lotus was able to duck the blow (just) and was just popping his head back up again when he saw the shape of the tawny dark-faced fae moments from hitting him. Internally he panicked as he froze for a second time part way between rising.

WC: 246
total wc: 802

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