Hoshor Plains two suns in the sunset

She doesn’t stay in one place for very long. It she doesn’t keep moving, it’ll catch up to her, but the fire in her legs slow her down from the distance she should be making. The short rest she was given with the wolf she met a few days ago hadn’t been much of an offering and for a few short hours, she’d been able to lay down. The feeling in her limbs amplified, throbbing as they eased in rest, but she’d been forced up and into her travel once more.

A hunger causes her stomach to roil, empty and churning for food. She feels the backlash of bile in the back of her throat and the urge to vomit despite nothing there to return. She’s pushed herself too far, fear creeping up the back of her neck and swallowing her whole. Walking has become painful, aching with each step like a nail splintering the ends of her legs. Running is out of the question. 

Hiisi only hopes to find an abandoned carcass with a little meat left for her to scavenge but as she walks the outer portion of the plains, bison in the distance, she hope begins to dwindle.

@Sen.