Awakening
April 16, 2010 - 7:23am — La
My eyes blinked; the light streaming in blinding me for moments. I gazed out with blurred vision that soon cleared, to look on a world I did not know.
I was in awe and wonder at the new sights, smells and sounds. I gazed out; beyond the trees, seeing what I could. I had wish to see more, but my legs, they didn't seem to want to move. I struggled with them; to move them under me. So wobbly they were; I stumbled a few times before they started to hold. Now I was free to set forth into this new place.
I heard the sounds of encroaching beats as one like me nearly ran me down. Not even a look; not one glace to say that they even saw me, nearly mowed me over. Shaken now; the wonder losing grace over my heart.
I walked more tentatively now; watching around me; my ears flicking about with speed. As I looked I saw something stand out of the greens and browns around; Black and white fur bundled up, sleeping. I slowing crept up to it not knowing what would happen. Closer still I came, but not a move did it make. Sniffing at the air around it I felt it was best to just leave it be; don't want to make a mistake.
Turning away I was startled to see a little one like me, sleeping in a bundle near a stream; I was so tunneled on the black and white one that I had lost sense around me it seemed. Sounds drew my attention from the sleeping one to a field across the stream; others running, jumping, prancing about. Part of me wished to get closer; see them up close; join in play, but as I neared fear took hold as one rushed past me from behind. The only think I could think was run, run as fast as you can; and so I did.
I ran past them, dodging as a few crossed over my path. It almost seemed like they wanted to run me over. Fear was the only thing I knew then; pure fear that gripped my heart; a heart that felt like it was trying to beat right out of my chest. My new legs ached, not having enough time to adapt to such movement and yet I still ran.
Instinct told me to find cover; I looked for a place to hide, but everywhere I ran there seemed to be others there. My legs were weakening with every fall and rise; I needed to find haven soon.
Colors of yellow and pink came to view; thick, tall grasses; seemed like a place that I could blend into easily. By that time I didn't really care; it looked safe; there was no one there but the birds that fluttered about overhead.
I collapsed.
Safe, for now... I hoped.
Awww, don't be afraid, little
Did Shoe come and play with you at the old Oak? Your picto looks familiar C: He was wearing the grinning mask, the brown pelt and peacock feathers.
What an experience for a
I've seen your picto before :3
@shoelace: "Fear can be a
(I'm not sure. I may have seen a deer matching that description well La was running past the old Oak, but she was spending most of he time near the river.)
@FishBiscuit: Yes, I would call it a bad first impression.
Are you sure? I only just got her on around 45 minutes ago and only for about 20 minutes.
Biography of La
Maybe I've seen a picto like
Definitely saw her on a bit ago, but that was probably when she was starting to poof.