June 17, 2016, 04:51 PM
for my favorite kid <3 @Deirdre
The heat was relentless as always, but Portia moves forward still with her freckled nose in the air. She isn't sure where she is, but wherever it is, she likes it. The ocean is somewhat nearby-- she can practically taste the salty water-- and ahead are skyscapers of trees that tower over the landscape. They're dead, of course--what hasn't been dead in this God foresaken land-- but they're majestic as ever. Portia smiles as she looks over them.
Despite the heat, she finds herself quite content. The girl doesn't eat much anyway, so the famine has had little toll on her-- mentally, anyway. She's skinny and weak, but she feels as healthy as she's ever been. She comes across a stream-- a rather wide one-- and her ears perk happily. She pads over to the water and dips her muzzle towards it, lapping at the cool water.