OOC: @Ariston ..not the stubborn, it would seem. But it was quite content to condemn one to a hungered state. Had fortune been a more accommodating she might have found herself fed, lounging comfortably within the snow she had chosen to make her bed. Although it could have been as simple as her reservations being bent, a give on her part... but of course it often meant that the brittle and rigid would break. She dared not even entertain the thoughts of what a mess that would have made.
If she were to allow her mind to wander, it would not have gone back but forward instead. Always forward lest the demons of her decisions came nipping at her heels. Thus, she kept her mind a blank was she wandered, disregarding the weathered state of her paws, their ache and blister, to instead take note of the ice and snow. The frigid air as the lands themselves seemed to breathe, the crisp scent of water as she was led by its lure. She was not yet upon though lapped her muzzle none the less, tasting flecks of snow as her clung to he whiskers as well as the grime from days without grooming. If anything, the prospect of water offered a bit of improvement to her state. A dip, let along a drink might have done her well. At least enough to bring her distant mind to its senses again.
Deprivation tended to make the mind drift when not fixed on something more worthwhile
She approached the lake just as the eve began to set, drawing the close to the day with muted hues of violet and orange. Upon the surface of the lake, she spied the reflection of the falling star, its radiance dwindling to rest that it might rise in the morning with renewed vigor and light. She recalled such lights always brought a certain ease when she lived within the mountain. The sunlight warmed the dark ridges of the peaks, softening them to make them more pleasing to the eyes. Reminding the female that not all within the world was dark and cruel. There would always be something akin to the sun to chase away the hard and cold.
Choosing to remember this, she forgot her thirst for a moment longer, and instead reclined along the snowy banks of the lake to watch the final light of the day drift down. |