Washed away

Vesper awoke to the faint, and odd feeling of being above ground level. She wasn't sure exactly what it was that gave it away. Perhaps the way the wind hustled against the structure every now and again. She lay there for a moment, eyes closed and she listened and felt the world around her. She felt oddly numb, through there was a tightness across her body that worried her. 

Her breathing came easily, and when she stretched out a paw she felt she could move. She didn't feel as if anything was tethering her, and she was surprised to find she was breathing at all. She wasn't in the den of her Master… that much was obvious. 

She finally opened her eyes, and when she did ao a furred creature scurried out. She didn't have the energy to be worried about that just yet. Instead, she started to look around her. At least, as much as she could without moving her head.