October 07, 2018, 08:49 PM
Lost, to be lost one would have to have a destination or have a general idea of where they might be going. That did not apply to the mute child, she had no clue where she was going and had no idea where to even start looking of the feline colored girl. She was lucky though, she had been able to catch two rabbits in a short span of time. One for now, and one for later. Maybe she could find a place to store the other hare but instead she was overtaken by a sudden storm, the loud thunder struck fear in her as she ran for any shelter near her. Rain, wet and cold, soaked her dark frame before she managed to get under an overhanging rock. How lovely. Shivering the child deperatly tried to rid her fur of the water she had aquired in such a short time by shaking, she could tell by how angery the storm sounded and how dark the clouds were, that this would last a while.
Little did she know that she was a short distance from another unfortunante soul, nor did she know they both had a similar idea. Again she shivered as she curled into a wet black ball of fur, tryign to warm up as she closed her eyes. Maybe she could take a nap as the storm raged on, maybe she could finally get some sleep. The dark colored bunny resting behind her as she let out a breath that could be passed as a frustrated sigh.
Luckily for her, she could, for once but she was awaken by a sound. No, not just any sound. it was a howl, one that held sorrow and deperation. She was hoping someone she knew answered her but as the dark child listened, no one answered. With a yawn Ora moved, grabbing the brown rabbit from behind her and moving towards the sound. She knew what it was like to be alone, to not have a soul answer you and she would be damned if she let this pup feel alone and forgotten.
Her prone form entered olive and pumpkin eyes as she let out a few higher puffs of air that could be passed off as chuffs or maybe just a sound to gather the other's attention. It was the best she could do, after all she was broken and could not truly make much sould without hurting her throat.
@Nunataq
Little did she know that she was a short distance from another unfortunante soul, nor did she know they both had a similar idea. Again she shivered as she curled into a wet black ball of fur, tryign to warm up as she closed her eyes. Maybe she could take a nap as the storm raged on, maybe she could finally get some sleep. The dark colored bunny resting behind her as she let out a breath that could be passed as a frustrated sigh.
Luckily for her, she could, for once but she was awaken by a sound. No, not just any sound. it was a howl, one that held sorrow and deperation. She was hoping someone she knew answered her but as the dark child listened, no one answered. With a yawn Ora moved, grabbing the brown rabbit from behind her and moving towards the sound. She knew what it was like to be alone, to not have a soul answer you and she would be damned if she let this pup feel alone and forgotten.
Her prone form entered olive and pumpkin eyes as she let out a few higher puffs of air that could be passed off as chuffs or maybe just a sound to gather the other's attention. It was the best she could do, after all she was broken and could not truly make much sould without hurting her throat.
@Nunataq
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