- Jul 26, 2022
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Lost.
She was utterly and entirely lost.
The child trembled from head to toe as she skittered from tree trunk to tree trunk, eyes wider than the moon itself. Pupils flickered back and forth. Her twoleg nest...she couldn't see it. She couldn't see anything she recognized. Nearby, a river rushed, and she scuttled away from it, the sound frightening her. A dried pine needle snapped under her paw. She jumped - was that yelp coming from her? She didn't know, she was running then. Where am I? Where's home?
She could remember the door to the outside had been opened...the older twoleg had been angry, jabbing at her with his thick, furless paws. He was loud...the little kit, she was sad. She was loud, too. Her fur was pulled, and she was pretty sure she had bitten someone or something now that she was remembering it all. And the next thing she knew, here she was, panicked and trampling through a forest full of unfamiliar sounds and smells and sights. Finally, a patch of brambles sprouted up in the otherwise barren forest, and Gaia made her move towards it. The thorn snagged at her thick coat, but she didn't care. She just had to hide.
// blegh this is lazy BUT long story short Gaia was spooked by her twolegs and darted, she's now lost in the pine forest and has never been outside before :)
"SPEECH"