mama fight my teenage dreams

ooc. set before her visit to mt. volkan

The girl was wandering, for once. Her wariness to leaving her parents behind was something recent, but she couldn't deny it. The season had changed, and with it her body had begun to grow even more. No longer was she a tiny ball of fluff and innocence, completely bound to her den and her parents. Her legs were a little longer, a little stronger, her ears weren't so absolutely gigantic on her tiny head. Her violet fur was still downy and soft, growing longer as time passed, her paws still didn't look like they fit with the rest of her. She looked less like she'd just left her mama's womb, more like she was squabbling with her siblings constantly and irritating her parents. Four months had passed, and now she was ready to start her adventures in earnest, provided she could continue trusting her parents.

She left the den, her sister Milli not wanting to join her on her adventure. Whatever, that just meant more fun for herself! The grass was soft under her feet, and the sun beat down on her back. It was a nice day, without a cloud in the sky, and the sky blue as blue. She smiled a little as she pranced across the field and toward her adventure. Today was gonna be a good day. Her little tail wagged calmly to and fro as she wandered, taking in the sights and the smells of everything. There weren't as many birds around, probably because there were, like, no trees anywhere around here. Where were the trees? Sure, there were bushes, but how safe were bushes, really? She grass brushed against her flanks, tickling the soft skin just beneath her thin, fuzzy coat. The lavender babe noticed a bumblebee floating lazily across the plain, and started to follow it. Bees followed the flowers, right? Well, she wanted some flowers today. Flowers were nice.

Instead of flowers, the bee skirted around a canyon. It looked like more fun than any meadow she might find out here, so the lass decided she would investigate it. This place was strange, she noted, it looked like someone had painted it and rearranged it to suit their styles. Everything was ruddy hued, but she quite liked it. Sure, she stuck out like a sore thumb, but the baked earth under her toes was so warm she just wanted to lie there forever. What she needed now was a nice stone to sun herself on. This place was full of rocks, surely it wouldn't be hard to find one for herself, right? On she went, further and further into this little maze of rocks, waiting for the perfect stone to present itself to her.

All the ones she found were too tall, and she was beginning to get frustrated. How hard was it to find a rock in a canyon full of rocks?! With a yip of irritation, she finally decided she was going to do whatever she wanted. So what if she was too short? She'd just climb onto the next rock she found, and screw the world and it's limits. When she found one that looked nice, the girl started bouncing on her hind paws, trying to get a nice grip on the edge of the stone. If she could just get her front paws on top, she could scrabble up to the top.

It took a lot of muttering and squeaking, but finally she was up on top of the rock. With a victorious howl that was too squeaky to be anything but laughable, she settled down to have a nice rest in the heat of the morning. Folding her little front paws one over the other, she stretched out and rested her head on her paws. Yes, count this among the best days ever. A soft sigh escaped her once more, and she drifted off slowly with the heat soaking into her back. There was a tickle on her nose not two seconds later, and with a growl of annoyance, she opened her eyes to see... eight more staring back at her. A horrified shriek escaped her, and she reared back so fast she nearly went right back over the edge of the rock. Spider! A very big, very hairy spider was scuttling across the rock towards her.

Now she was screaming in earnest, pleas for help whistling through her teeth so fast they probably sounded like very loud babbling. "Mama! Help!" She cried, tears already dripping down her cheeks. It was so close now, any second it was going to start crawling up her legs! It was gonna climb into her ears and eat her brains!! "Mommy! Help me!" Her innocent little melodies wailed into the canyon, every inch of her trembling with terror. She was going to die! The monster spider was gonna kill her! "Somebody! Help!" Came what was no doubt the last thing she would ever say as the tarantula crept the final few inches to her little alabaster toes. This was it, this would be the end of little Abby...