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BOAR
Guest
- trigger warning for abuse
She always tried to be good. Always attempted to do as she was told, always listened and never spoke. Words often got her in trouble and soon enough she had lost her voice in her needed to see some semblance of love or anything in her mother. The young child endured all the hits, the scraps, the shoving and the knocking down. wounds fresh and old smelling bitter and and uncleaned. This day she merely follows after her mother when she tells her to come with her, does not even attempt to think to make a different choice for herself. It's what she should do, nothing more. It's what her mother wants anyway and that is all that matters, not her own choices, her mother's. So she follows after and she has never been to the river before and for her young kit eyes it is a sight to see. She wonders and wonders what they are doing here and for the first time her mother tells her in a gentle voice to get closer. To see the water that moves by and without much though she creeps closer with a twitching nose. It's pretty, the water makes a pretty noise and then it doesn't. A force grabs her and even though the molly is not well fed, she is vicious in what she plans to do. She throws the child into the water because she knows that she can not swim. The splash music to her ears as she watches the flailing form with eager eyes.
A mere dot of midnight and fire flails in the pushing waters, she's never been in this before. Only seen small bowls of them left out to drink in the small gardens of the cats that stay with them. Wide green eyes try to find her mother, but the water keeps shoving her head back down into the waves. The bubbling in her ears is so loud and she flashes small claws to try and grip at something, anything that can be within reach as small lungs feel like they are about to burst. Back hits a rock, pain shudders up her spine and she clutches stone, shaking and losing strength. She can't do this, she can't hold on and she looks towards her mother who only smiles with amusement.
-- alright, boar is holding on with little strength to a large rock in the river, mom is just watching so go get her. someone can save boar while someone gets mom