a rather sticky situation
[ takeshi ]
07-27-2022, 03:26 PM
For how long, she did not know. How much time had passed, was also not known to her. Angelique found herself running from almost everything. The land she came from was so different than this one. No more were her towering structures. No roof over her head. No class and social structure. Everything here was wild; feral and incomplete. She did not feel at peace, nor particularly safe for that matter. She kept walking until her paw pads were raw, sore, and bleeding. Yuck! she had a thought about when she reached this swamp. Nothing positive to show, and so unsightly. She had been robbed of her belongings upon entrance, her travel companions fleeing as she had. They were all gone - and she did not know how to get to them. If they were lucky, they were safe. Angelique could see no way back, so she strolled forward. Almost at once, her paw slunk into the watery earth. She gasped, feeling her front half go next. Backpedaling, she desperately tried to free herself. Yips and yaps of annoyance, panic, and fear... They were heard in the wind. Sure, she had seen mud before. But nothing as sticky, gross and absorbing as this! "Talk, 'Think.' |