Future Chaos
She had finally recovered. The illness has claimed her for the longest time. But now she was healthy, her lush coat had regained its shine, her body had filled out to its proper weight and she was growing ruthlessly. Soon she would be a yearling, which put her several inches shy of her adult height. The girl had slipped away from her parents, leaving behind the den and raced across her new home. She loved it. The plains where so open and so vast, she didn't understand why her mother didn't like it. Long limbs stretched far and wide, carrying the heiress effortlessly across her home. Her tri coloed plume streamlined behind her, her thick pelt swaying with the wind. Jaws parted in a panting as she inhaled oxygen to her thirsty lungs. She would slow to a walk only when the scent of the border reached her nose. Verdant pools would scan lazily the horizon, peering into the neighbors lands. She didnt know they had neighbors. She would approach, stopping several inches shy of the border.
Thoughts pools in her mind. Where they strong like her mother? Where their friendly, maybe allies? Or where they to be discarded and stepped upon like the rest of the world? A dark smile twisted her lips. Power coursed through her veins that made her an unstoppable force. Toes kneaded the ground as she pondered the wellbeing of her newfound neighbors. Perhaps her mother knew more about this pack then she did. Her tail would sway back and forth with anticipation. She craved an adventure. She had been confined by illness for far to long. The princess was high on freedom and craved the high of an adventure. But much to her dismay she was the youngest in the pack, and the only one. Her features would pull down in a frown as she turned away from the border. She would be forced to seek excitement elsewhere. Speech Thought Others |