Post by Starspray Waymeet on Mar 31, 2008 13:56:32 GMT -5
Starspray Waymeet was tired, hungry, and her feet were killing her. The ottermaid mumbled grumpily under her breath as she stomped through the forest. "Can't believe I'd be careless enough to run out of supplies, then I have to find more, lord knows it's so hard to find, and I'm miles away from any sea!"
Her footpaw caught unexpectedly on a stone, and she tumbled forward with a yelp. She landed flat on her face, the moss and foliage preventing any damage. With a groan, she rolled onto her back, stretching her arms above her head. Fates, she was tired!
A yawn interrupted any thoughts of going on, and in moments, her eyes closed and she was asleep.
Her footpaw caught unexpectedly on a stone, and she tumbled forward with a yelp. She landed flat on her face, the moss and foliage preventing any damage. With a groan, she rolled onto her back, stretching her arms above her head. Fates, she was tired!
A yawn interrupted any thoughts of going on, and in moments, her eyes closed and she was asleep.