Wapun Meadow BWP · runnin' when we hit 'em
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Being kind of vague, since this is after the pack role call and I'm still not sure what's going to happen there. I just want some more Zombie threads! This is also a response to the BWP Random Event.

It was the first time since joining Bon Dye that Zombie had allowed herself to leave the borders of Blackfoot Forest, though she was still loathe to venture too far. Bad memories had built up amongst the shrieking vixens that shared the pack's home, and she needed a momentary escape. Though, she thought a bit glumly, my entire life is made up of bad memories.

Memories of her early childhood, where Zombie imagined she had spent time with a mother and a father and siblings, were fuzzy and dark. She did not remember the feelings of love and contentment that all pups must experienced, cuddled side-by-side at the warm breast and teats of their mother. If she had surviving siblings, she did not remember their names. She couldn't even remember if Zombie was what her parents had named her at birth, or if it was something she had picked up along the way. It was an odd name; perhaps her true name had been something more dainty and refined. Eloise. Skyler. Zahrah.

"It doesn't matter," she said aloud, though her voice was quiet and sullen, as she moved through the meadow that had once been her home. Both Ookaan and Bon Dye were supposed to save her from the constant abandonment, the constant running that had ruled the first year of her life. Both leaders, however, had disappeared one day without a word. And while Bon Dye might still be saved, and while Zombie bitterly hoped that it would, she couldn't help but believe that history would repeat itself.

She exhaled heavily, and threw herself to the ground to wallow in the dark feelings that had consumed her. This time, she did not lay down to die—but she wasn't sure she had it in her to ever get up again. So lost in the despair she felt, Zombie didn't notice the stale—but still somewhat fresh—ungulate droppings that lay a meter or so away from where she rested.
Messages In This Thread
BWP · runnin' when we hit 'em - by Zombie - November 18, 2013, 01:56 AM
RE: runnin' when we hit 'em - by Pied - November 18, 2013, 01:22 PM
RE: BWP · runnin' when we hit 'em - by Cuan - November 18, 2013, 07:36 PM
RE: BWP · runnin' when we hit 'em - by Oracle - November 21, 2013, 08:25 PM
RE: BWP · runnin' when we hit 'em - by Zombie - December 14, 2013, 09:47 PM
RE: BWP · runnin' when we hit 'em - by Pied - December 17, 2013, 07:58 PM