Overwhelming life

Yumiko Tsume · 04-29-2010, 09:03 PM

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ah yes, the cursed titles... I despise those things > Sad

Word Count: 600 on the dot!

The weather was slowly warming up more to the blonde wolf's liking, getting steadily warmer and sunnier each day. As a beach girl, she had been absoulutely miserable all winter, having never been in such a cold climate before. There were colder ones, yes, but Yumiko hadn't travelled far enough to experienced them first hand. So naturally she had complained all winter, huddling up at home at every opportunity. The warmth brought out the social desires in her heart, and today she had decided to leave her cave and her roomates for a few hours and go for a walk.

Despite the clouds in the sky, the sun still shone upon her upturned face as her eyes probed the heavens for all the rays she could gather after months of hiding. If she were human, she would be one of those people that sat on their front lawns in a bikini just to sunbath for hours at a time. Not the smartest thing to do, but her love of heat and light made it irresistable to do her own wolfen form of tanning.

Much to the female's surprise, Yumiko ended up just outside the stable that housed the tribe's horses. Walking along the trampled dirt path flanked by pastures still tinged with the dead of winter, she slowed down before the doors. Horses scared her. Their size, the way the snorted and showed the whites of their eyes at you, and how unpredictable they could be around those that feared them only helped to scare her further. The fact that she was one of the tiniest wolves around was no help either. Imagine looking up a something more than twice as large as you are that stares at you with nothing but contempt. That was all the blonde girl could see in a horse's mind.

Suddenly the day felt much colder, for although she could have just not gone inside the barn and continued on her pleasant walk, she felt a sudden inexplicable need to face her fears if for just a moment. After all, the horses would be locked up within their stalls. She'd be safe. Right? She snuck into the cool shade of the barn, shoulders hunched and her ears flicking madly at every noise. She was flanked by rows of horses. Trapped. Forcing her spine to straighten and her shoulders to relax, Yumiko continued down the rows, paying no attention to what was in front of her and instead keeping her focus on one large black stallion to her left. Her vision focused on that one horse as she warily neared it, one hand raised cautiously to pet it's snout. As the paw neared the velvety nose, the horse suddenly neighed and lashed out at the stall door with its hooves as it sensed the wolf's fear.

Yumiko couldn't handle it and screeched, falling backward onto the dirt with her hands over her face. She knew deep inside that she was safe, just being paranoid, but couldn't convince herself that these creatures were as gentle as she'd seen them be with other wolves. Was it her? As she sat upon the floor, still cringing, her senses both spinning and on hyperalert she heard a scuffle too soft to be hooves at the far end of the barn. Was another wolf there? She lowered her hands slowly, only to see the stallion with his head as far out of the stall as he could reach and only a few feet from her snout. She stared into his eyes, trapped within them. Her limbs were leaden with fear: frozen.

"Talk." Walk. Think.

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