She rasped and she wheezed as her long, thin legs guided her across Eridanus. Movement wasn't something that came naturally to Marigold, but she tried her best to keep herself on her paws, long, heavy tail lifted to keep her balance. She had spent many hours trying to figure out what it was that made her wobble and hurt. Often, she blamed the thick black fur weighing her down, other times, her thin legs for being so weak.

Perhaps it was both.

Regardless, she still wandered. Her long body twisted and weaved along the trees, slowly and cautiously. She wasn't sure what she was looking for - if she was even looking for something to begin with.

She wheezed. She wandered. Finally, however, she stopped. With her back against a tree she slid down onto her belly in a silence only broken by the soft rasps coming from her throat. She looked around, blinking unevenly.

@Gracie

Gracie munched mindlessly on a sugar cane that was held precariously between two lumbering paws. Her large canines cracked the outer shell of the shoots with ease and then with further assistance from the flat molars, ground the delicious sweet plant into pulp. It was such a treat, the panda couldn't help but salivate strings of drool out of the corners of her maw... only ever so lady like. She was under the impression no one was around to see the show. Her purple eyes were half closed in a trance.

But they quickly snapped open when a thud nearby was heard and then followed by raspy breathing. Concern flooded the gates of her sugar drugged mind, and the panda rose quickly - too quickly - to her feet, swaying from the sudden rush and black spots invading her vision. Water, she would need water at some point soon. Gracie knew the spots came when she wasn't properly hydrated.

Rustling through the bushes she approached the creature who made the unnerving noises... "Are you... are you okay? Who's there?" she called out, blinded by the green bushes that still blocked her view of the hybrid juvenile.

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@Marigold