She had felt it for a while now, but it wasn't as noticeable as it was today. She felt somewhat heavier. Was it because of her increased hunger? There had been more food going into her system, but surely she hadn't gained any of that. To add to that, her mood had seriously dropped in the past few days. Every morning she awoke groggier than the day before, no matter the amount of sleep she was getting. Perhaps it was normal, just a phase. She planned to have a long trek to fill her mind with positive thoughts, if she could be bothered getting up.
After dragging her tired self away from the den she had been glued to for the past few days, her limbs managed to carry herself a fair distance. The heat didn't exactly shape the day better either, making her contemplate on whether or not to scrap the whole walk. Well, there was no point in turning back now. Why did it have to be summer? Why did the west have no possible shade and such open landscapes? So that would be her day, walking in full scorching heat. Her onyx fur was probably fried to a crisp. Give me snow any day.
At least it gave her motivation to continue her search for shelter and water.
Ears perked instantly as a distant voice shrieked out for help. Her mind briefly had a mental blank, confused of what to do. It wasn't just any voice, the cries belonged to a child. They had to be in danger, and she couldn't let that slip past. Standing and letting it happen wasn't the best choice of action. Snapping out of her daze, stinging paws flew across the heated soil in the direction of the wails, forcing her half awake self to actually move. Her speed wasn't as incredible as it was before, but that was the least of her concerns. She was guided to a rocky canyon landscape, painted with no other hues than tones of earth and ember. Of course the pup would be in a dangerous canyon with nothing but ledges and stone. Why not? The worst possible scenario flooded to her panicked mind as her head darted in search of the girl, momentarily locking her gaze onto a frantic looking purple figure. Not bothering to figure out what the child was, instead she searched for the danger. Approaching the rock in a few swift strides, a green gaze finally spotted the fairly large spider crawling towards the young girl. It wasn't the prettiest of creatures, quite a sight in fact. Now, spiders could be quite harmful if their venom happened to reach one's bloodstream. She knew of a cure, but there wouldn't be one in this environment. Was that really the danger? A spider? She was half expecting real injuries and wounds to treat, not a frightened arachnophobic kid.
"Honestly dear?" Faintly annoyed words rolled from her tongue as she leaped upon the stone and swiped the spider away in a smooth motion. She had no intention to kill it so hopefully the pup would have enough common sense to move before the spider crawled back. So much for positive thinking. First she was out on a total rage with the sun and now she was getting irritated at innocent pups. What next?
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