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*Azalea* · 01-08-2014, 06:05 PM

Azalea lay sprawled like a jungle goddess at the base of towering Kapok. Her fur was wild, under kept. She had been running though she was no longer panting. The jungle climate was different than she was used to. This new home was so moist and and yet stole the moisture from her body faster than she had ever thought possible.

Luck for her, water was never too hard to find in this place of perpetual rain. In the dim jungle she found herself in a random patch of light. It was about midday. Amber eyes were narrowed as she edged toward a nap. Momentarily she wondered where he children were. Likely causing trouble. They were always up to no good, in her mind. Azalea had broke them of nursing and was nearly departed from her grotesque body. She was amazed with how her body had managed to mend itself.

With a sigh Azalea flopped over onto her side. She broke into a yawn, jaws stretching wide, before rolling over onto her back to look up through the trees. The limbs she saw above her were not of Kapok but of smaller trees which were dwarfed in comparison to the mighty Kapok. It had to be at least sixty feet high and yet was not quite the tallest she had seen around here. Tree that reached the clouds.

Her mind wandered to thoughts of climbing trees to the sun.

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