paper swans
10-05-2014, 10:50 AM
(This post was last modified: 10-05-2014, 10:52 AM by Arivae.)
So much mud. Arivae groaned and flopped around like a wild animal that was stuck in tar. Over and over would she try to stand, but be pulled down by the mud again. Mud was also getting in her mouth, and she felt like she was choking on it all. But that was not the case. Just overreacting, of course. Arivae finally let out a loud bark of frustration, allowing her legs to give out beneath her. And she just lied there. Giving up. And yet, as if things couldn't get any worse, some footsteps filled her ears and they forced her eyes open. There, a young boy stood, staring at her with a rather amused look. Arivae growled softly and lifted her chin, finally managing to stand for more than a second. But she stood completely still. Suddenly, she hobbled up to the boy and attempted to flick some mud up at him, letting out a stubborn snort. "It's not funny!" She truly hated the fact that a boy would just sit there and stare as she was being eaten alive by mud. How about helping her, then making fun of her? Arivae hissed and took a step back, but slipped yet again, and fell into the mud with a 'plop.' She growled with frustration and slowly pushed herself to her clumsy feet yet again. |