November 09, 2019, 10:31 AM
(This post was last modified: November 16, 2019, 12:55 AM by Annaliese.)
xBackdated to October 30th.
A wink of sleep and a good meal leaves Annaliese dreaming of her new home back in Diaspora. Sure, she's managed to make it this far, but she's lost weight during the travel, thinning further than she already had since returning to the Wilds where quakes lurk around every corner. Although with time, it seems they are less frequent, or perhaps the west really is sweet.
Nonetheless, she's trotting along when she manages to wedge herself into a thicket. Without leaves to cushion much, the sturdier parts of the young trees are a formidable foe. The red woman hisses under her breath as one slices against her right hindquarter, just above the hock.
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cough syrup - by Annaliese - November 09, 2019, 10:31 AM