dont you bore us
03-20-2015, 10:50 PM
It hurt a little bit, walking around here. Mostly because with each step, the beast’s light breaths were scattered with the fear that he would see someone, someone he knew. It was like walking through a minefield. With how he remembered them – fleeting faces that never stayed long enough to grasp – he wouldn’t have been surprised if one floated by with the breeze. Mother, or father… sister. It had been a good year or so since he had given up trying to hold on though. The childish hopes in his mind had been ravaged one time too many, and were now irreparable. It was for the better, perhaps. Yet he still found himself returning to Alacritis.
A steely gaze traipsed along the silhouette of the mountains, outlined in the sunset’s orange fury. Deciding that he’d best find a place to sleep, the pale creature proceeded towards the jagged terrain, figuring that he’d find some caves or nooks to hide in. As he scaled the mountainside, he was glad for the last bits of light; it was a dangerous place, that much became apparent. Once or twice he nearly lost his footing, sending small showers of pebbles skittering down the cliffs. He did not make it very far before he decided against the risk of travelling in even less light.
Settling for what he had at the current elevation, the brute would turn and walk to the side, searching for any opening or crevice he could find. Doubt invaded his thoughts for a moment – maybe this actually hadn’t been a good idea. But then he spotted something. A dark opening in the rocky mountainside that beckoned to him. Very nice. A soft exhale was thrust from his nostrils, and he proceeded to slip towards it. Only seconds after he was in did he realize it to already be occupied, his body recoiling slightly and the corners of his lips turning down with surprise. Cloaked in shadow, he did not immediately recognize the figure, but instead grunted and prepared to back out, depending on the other creature’s reaction to his invasion.
A steely gaze traipsed along the silhouette of the mountains, outlined in the sunset’s orange fury. Deciding that he’d best find a place to sleep, the pale creature proceeded towards the jagged terrain, figuring that he’d find some caves or nooks to hide in. As he scaled the mountainside, he was glad for the last bits of light; it was a dangerous place, that much became apparent. Once or twice he nearly lost his footing, sending small showers of pebbles skittering down the cliffs. He did not make it very far before he decided against the risk of travelling in even less light.
Settling for what he had at the current elevation, the brute would turn and walk to the side, searching for any opening or crevice he could find. Doubt invaded his thoughts for a moment – maybe this actually hadn’t been a good idea. But then he spotted something. A dark opening in the rocky mountainside that beckoned to him. Very nice. A soft exhale was thrust from his nostrils, and he proceeded to slip towards it. Only seconds after he was in did he realize it to already be occupied, his body recoiling slightly and the corners of his lips turning down with surprise. Cloaked in shadow, he did not immediately recognize the figure, but instead grunted and prepared to back out, depending on the other creature’s reaction to his invasion.