Broken Angel
01-17-2015, 11:16 PM
Walk | Talk | Think Bera breathed deeply, sucking in quick, full breaths of air as she attempted to catch her breath from all the running she had done. It had been a good exercise at least. She could feel that much in the current weak state of her legs, and the fact that despite feeling worn out in that moment that her mind felt energized and ready to keep going. The yearling flexed her paws within the snow, letting the cool flakes sift between her toes and cool the pads of her feet. Maybe just a little longer laying like this, she mused, and then she would try again to go as far as she could. But over the sounds of her own breathing she heard the quiet tread of paws on snow, and the stubby remains of her ears shifted about trying to bring the sound to her more clearly. Her green eyes shifted to try and look at the wolf, and with scrambling motions she dragged herself up and off of her side and onto her stomach, getting herself righted enough to look at the other properly. Oh. It was only another youth like herself, not some big adult whose hiding place she may have stumbled upon. That was a relief, and so when all he muttered was a quiet, "Excuse me," she answered automatically with, "Sure," and watched as he proceeded on past her and kept on going. Her green eyes stared after him curiously, her ear-less head leaning slightly to one side as she did so. Now here was a curious one. He had not even managed to look at her, and she was sure if he thought he could have gotten away without saying a word he might have just kept walking silently past her. To her surprise though, rather than continue walking away, he merely curled up at the base of a tree within the snow, all alone and looking rather pitiful for it. Bera pushed herself up into a proper sitting position, still looking at the boy as her brows drew downward into a gentle frown. The protective part of her, the side of her that urged her to do well in her warrior's training so as to better defend others, wanted to reach out to the boy, and unable to ignore the sense she got to her paws, a little shakily, and wandered a few steps closer with a gentle wag of her tail. "Hey there, is everything alright?" she asked, her naturally warm tones colored by concern and puzzlement as she stopped within the snow and peered at him perplexedly. |