Ruby and Darienne were supposed to be hunting pronghorn, making sure they had enough food for a while, which could be difficult in a desert. But Ruby had been in a solitary, brooding mood for the past few days, and keeping away from her partner had made her realize just how very much she missed her brother. Emerald too of course, but it had always been Argent she had been closest to. They were twins - he understood her innately, without her needing to say it out loud. Now she was here, a new desert, proving her reiulsence in choosing this as her home. Proving she could handle living in the environment she had lost everything.
She was lying on a high rock, a good six or seven body lengths above the swift-running water of the gorge. Her muzzle was drawn into a slight frown, her ears back and expression pensive.
Maybe she couldn’t handle it as well as she hoped. In the end, Ruby was still young, and very hotheaded, and it wasn’t easy for her to let things go and move on. And maybe… maybe she didn’t want to move on from memories of her family. When reality sucked, it was the thought of Argent and Emerald that she still turned to. She didn’t think that would ever change.
Sep 24, 2018 03:26 AM
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