TAKE ME TO A BETTER PLACE

She hadn't seen Aeron since she had run into her father, he had simply vanished. The russet woman missed him dearly, and it was taking a toll on her to have all her family and those she cared for disappearing on her. She had seated herself, crown hanging low when it struck, when the earth shook violently, screaming its rage at the world.

There had been a strange noise, it sounded much worse than the rumbling, it sounded like the earth was falling apart. Verdant eyes widened as she looked into the distance, watching as a hole opened up in the earth. Panic and fear struck her like lightning. Jumping to her paws, she would race to escape certain death that nipped at her heels. Panic sent her heart into a racing frenzy, her body shot into overdrive, legs struggled to push her farther and fast.

But she wasn't fast enough, the earth gave away beneath her paws, a strangled cry fleeing her lips. Limbs would flail, desperately wanting to grab a hold of solid ground, but to no avail. She would tumble in blackness limbs flailing. Her body would tumble down the side of scar, skull bouncing off rocks and dirt like a ball. Her vision would slip away, sending the woman into unconsciousness.

When she finally hit the bottom, she would lie limply, the only sign of life was the rising and falling of her side. Rocks continued to fall, barely avoiding her body. What the woman didn't notice was the blood that seeped from her skull, matting her russet fur. Her left was shredded, most of it gone, nearly sheared off by a rock on her way down. Silence would surround her body, simply waiting to be found or for her to wake up again.