It's Time to Fight Once More {River Flood!}
09-12-2014, 07:40 PM
Darkness enveloped her; holding her in an unescapable grip. She had been sleeping soundly when the sound of an oncoming storm roared above her. Her den was on low grounds, and the storm hadn't seemed so large when encroaching upon the lands of Abaven. How she was wrong. Water choaked at her paws as the tempest heard the oncoming roar of the rain. The rapids flooded everywhere, as a sharp torrent beat at the lands. She couldn't be able to make it out of her den in time. It was too deep, and water kept pouring in. If she didn't use her time wisely, she would drown. In moments she resembled a wet rat, as she threw herself at the enterance of her cave, hind legs slipping on the moss. Her herbs would be ruined at the end of this storm, but now was important. Did anyone else know of what was happening? Forelegs scrabbled furiously for a hold on the slick mud. Now she was swimming in her den. A great crack of thunder sounded as her brother's voice barely rised above the wind. Forelegs still could not get a grip on the mud, as she began to feel her mouth fill with dirt and water. Her neck would crane upward as she shoved her muzzle upward, screaming a call of distress. |