Since her travels with Benvolio, Astred was all but relieved to be rid of his presence. They hadn’t found any tribes, which was a con. Needless to say, Astred was better off on her own. At first she didn’t notice the black smoke creeping ominously across the sky until it was hardly unnoticeable. Unsure of what the cause could be, Astred carefully smelled the air and made notes as to where the smoke had started. She couldn’t see beyond the horizon, so wherever it was, she was in no immediate danger. Still, curiosity nagged at the female until she was trotting due south with the wind to her face. Thick and tasting like ash, even from the distance she was at, Astred could still witness disaster up-close. The femme’s nose wrinkled in disgust and she tried to block out the smell, but after time, she gave up. There was no point.
She’d been walking for at least a half an hour when her lungs gave out. It wasn’t just the ash in the air, which was minor. Astred had always had lung issues, something she rarely liked to admit. Struggling for breath and clawing the ground, Astred glanced around the area until she spied something that may help her. A shallow hole in the rocky ground, about three feet deep and four feet across. The hole didn’t concern her. The rainwater collected inside did. Dunking her face in the water and coughing into the hole, her chest contracted until she could breathe normally again. That was better.
She sat there for a few moments, taking deep breaths and looking at the sky. She needed to find somewhere to stop, eventually when night came. She couldn’t go on like that forever. Hesitating a moment before letting out a loose howl, Astred pinned her ears to her head nervously and waited for a reply as she continued to watch the smoke float across a blue sky.
Dec 15, 2017 06:48 PM
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