Fruits of Paradise
04-04-2014, 08:07 AM
| Misha |
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Misha took a limping step forward, not putting her full weight on her left paw. Even though her paw was beginning to heal, it was recovering and it hurt a bit when she put more weight on it than her paw could handle. Misha tilted her head up and looked around at her surroundings. A row of trees with beautiful, blooming fruits sprouting from the tree tops. The red brown, white, and grey pelted female heard her stomach growl at the sight and smell of food. She hadn't eaten in a few days, because of her injured paw. Misha huffed a sigh and limped over to the shade of a tree and slumped under it, careful to keep her paw from pressing against the ground to hard. |