your camp is burning down

Rosemary approached the edge of the cliff to join her sister for a glance. The view was a dizzying one that clenched her stomach, pulling away quickly Rose's face scrunched in annoyance. Often annoyed these days, the girl wasn't overly fond of hiking, heights, dirt, birds, mud... the list seemed to grow everyday away from the Clan. Seabirds swooped around over head, cooing out songs into the wind they glided on. "Giddy bastards, aren't they, Odie?" she grumbled to the golden brown girl who's eyes were fixed still looking down below. "Get away from that, I'm not gonna catch you if you fall!"

It was obvious Odessa was cold, she never stopped shivering. Rose quickly adapted to the cool breeze but her nose was running and eyes were getting a bit irritated. The skin beneath the fur on her pale face would be wind burnt after today, the salty air would only make the sensation worse. Sighing, Rose nodded solemnly to her sister's request and started off towards the haphazard trail. The Caselli train was leaving the cliff top.


The trail was even more dangerous than it appeared at first. Tender paw pads were quickly torn up on sharp stones and loose piles almost sent the small girl careening down the cliff and onto the beach that loomed hundreds of feet down still. Tail swished frantically behind her, Rosemary felt like she was walking a rope here. Swaying side to side and watching for sharp stones the adventure felt like it would never end! Scantly throwing a glance backward to Odessa to make sure she didn't fall off the edge yet, Rose sighed loudly again. The long empty sighs never seemed to end, this peasant life was for the dogs.