Jun 28 2020, 01:05 AM
A stir, followed by a blink of a thought, Forty-one. Had it really been so long? The feeling of an exhale built in the muscles of her chest; it was the dawning of a realization when she understood so suddenly why that would not be possible. It caused her to twist inside the claustrophobia-inducing space, scraping her beak tip across the inside until it caught. The crack reverberated through the wetness that cushioned her within, just before she found her head spilled out onto the ground. A wheezing gasp took her by surprise, the long rest leading to some confusion about her present situation. Shortly after What the hell...? passed through her mind, she broke herself the rest of the way free from her chrysalis, waddling to a perch of a boulder so she could preen her soaked feather. Somehow, despite her diet of carrion, Yinehi found the slime leaving a lot to be desired. It left her wondering if perhaps it would of been wiser to just find a pool of water first, but the thought failed to get her moving from her drive to simply be free of it. Hours ticked by and, in time, she was dry, gazing at the ceiling like it was the first time all over again. "I can't believe... I slept for 41 cycles..." ---- "Speech" Thoughts OOC: words Tag: |