The howling icestorm had driven young Leshen to shelter for over a day now. He lay stiff and half-buried beside a tree for more hours than he could count, only shifting when the snow would start to cover his nose and start to suffocate him. It felt warmer to just lie there, curled up, rather than trying to do anything physical, but eventually his stomach protested the hibernation, causing the lost boy to stir.
It was daytime now, but with the sharp wind clouding almost all visibility, it might as well have been night. He stumbled tiredly out into the blind, after pausing to choose a southern direction, and spurred his pace up into a steady lope as his limbs started to thaw. Almost immediately after setting off, for a while the snow began to die down, leaving him with a pushy gale at his back and a clearer view before him, though any hunting prospects remained dreadfully absent.
He went on for an hour beneath the dying storm, though he had no hope that the break would last for much longer than that.
It was daytime now, but with the sharp wind clouding almost all visibility, it might as well have been night. He stumbled tiredly out into the blind, after pausing to choose a southern direction, and spurred his pace up into a steady lope as his limbs started to thaw. Almost immediately after setting off, for a while the snow began to die down, leaving him with a pushy gale at his back and a clearer view before him, though any hunting prospects remained dreadfully absent.
He went on for an hour beneath the dying storm, though he had no hope that the break would last for much longer than that.
Set between Bramblepoint and the Caldera, hoping for a @Meerkat :)
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the child-minded god - by Leshen - January 13, 2021, 01:01 AM
RE: the child-minded god - by Meerkat - January 13, 2021, 09:44 AM