Jan 06 2018, 05:30 PM
Winter slid along the floor of the tunnel, fuming and hot with anger. Her meeting with Rift had been unfortunate and highly frustrating. She hoped she would never have to meet that ridiculous furball ever again. She wanted to get back to the gembounds that cared about her. She missed Kielo. They were so kind to her when she had hatched and they had taught her not to be afraid. And Azar too, but maybe not so much. The sound of his voice as he exclaimed in fear still followed her. Were all gembounds afraid of snakes? Was she supposed to be the antagonist?
She didn't know and it made her angry that she even had to think of such things. Hissing with anger, she continued to make her way through the tunnel, unsure of where she was even going at this point. But why did it matter? Wherever she went she would leave anyways.
When I speak.
When I think.