04-08-2021, 05:31 AM
[narrow width=700]Nothing as far as the eye could see. The plains rolled on, expansive and endless, and where a horizon might once have lain, a thick cover of fog had slowly descended to obscure it from view; now it was truly endless, and it was awful. The air was heavy with moisture and it clung to her fur uncomfortably, the little wolf's plush coat being far less suited to warm, humid air than it was to crisp mountain stillness. She heaved a sigh from her perch, a flat rock that had been one of the only features in a landscape that stretched seemingly for miles.
Valeska couldn't tell what time of day it was, but it didn't matter. Amaranth had gone off to find lunch, but gods only knew when she might return - she was so easily distracted, sometimes she doubted if she would ever see her friend again after these sorts of excursions. She had once gone off to pee and didn't come back for twenty-four hours; on her return, the golden wolf stumbled in, smelling strongly of peppermint and mumbling something about the essential nature of oils found in plants, which Valeska regarded with some skepticism.
Birds chirped in the distance, and the fog settled in heavier still. It was difficult to see more than a few yards out now, and she wondered how her companion was doing. Laying her head on her paws, she went to rest her eyes...
... A few hours later, she woke with a start. Shit! How long had she napped for? Scrambling to her paws, she glanced around, still seeing nothing but that damnable fog. It must be well past lunch by now, and Amaranth still had not returned. She could take care of herself, of course, but the little wolf was still anxious and mildly afraid of the strange land she'd blinked herself into a few days before, and anything could have happened to her by now.
Tipping her head back, she howled, trying to summon the golden woman back to her side.[/narrow]
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Valeska couldn't tell what time of day it was, but it didn't matter. Amaranth had gone off to find lunch, but gods only knew when she might return - she was so easily distracted, sometimes she doubted if she would ever see her friend again after these sorts of excursions. She had once gone off to pee and didn't come back for twenty-four hours; on her return, the golden wolf stumbled in, smelling strongly of peppermint and mumbling something about the essential nature of oils found in plants, which Valeska regarded with some skepticism.
Birds chirped in the distance, and the fog settled in heavier still. It was difficult to see more than a few yards out now, and she wondered how her companion was doing. Laying her head on her paws, she went to rest her eyes...
... A few hours later, she woke with a start. Shit! How long had she napped for? Scrambling to her paws, she glanced around, still seeing nothing but that damnable fog. It must be well past lunch by now, and Amaranth still had not returned. She could take care of herself, of course, but the little wolf was still anxious and mildly afraid of the strange land she'd blinked herself into a few days before, and anything could have happened to her by now.
Tipping her head back, she howled, trying to summon the golden woman back to her side.[/narrow]
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