Unseen Danger

*Drashiel* · 01-05-2014, 10:39 PM

In a matter of moments the rain had turned to a slushy mix of snow and sleet as the new born spring wrestled with the winter that still fought to keep it's hold on Glaciem. Drashiel lay nestled among a small batch of pines. He refused to go back to the den where the memory of his mother and sister still lingered. He just couldn't stand it anymore and he didn't care if he was acting like a stubborn brat. Drashiel was staying put.

Everything was blanketed in stillness except for the brief, half-hearted attempts at music the soggy little songbirds attempted to make. It was his first spring. He was now almost six months old and his mother had not returned, nor his sister. They'd been missing a total of three and he'd finally given up hope. He'd been abandoned. Throughout the past month he was taken care of by other denmothers as needed. After all it was partly their duty to care for him as well? and their privilege in his opinion. Everything fell deafly quiet but Drashiel was so wrapped up in his thoughts he didn't notice.

All the same though? there was a bitter sting in his mouth that he'd been left behind. Why would she take his sister and not him as well. What made her so perfect? Drashiel wracked his brain for the memories? but they fluttered just out of his reach. Day after day he found it harder to recall what his sister looked like? what his mother sounded like. He told himself it was all for the best though. They'd obviously forgotten about him.

Drashiel rested his head on his paws to get an afternoon nap in when his gut suddenly turned. Something was wrong? he scented the air and got to his feet but the world was foggy and hazy in this flurry of weather and he couldn't quite sort out what he was smelling. Then it hit him? bear.

Silently as he could he slipped back in between the pines, his heart hammering in his chest, ears alert and nostrils flaring. Polar bears rarely came this far south? each step seemed to echo in his head as he heard the large beast sniffing and rustling in the snow laden grasses.

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