Traveling (day three)

Tawny Wagner · 06-20-2011, 12:41 AM

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OOC: Ok, so this is the Third Night, she is passing through Dhalia de Mai lands and has obviously gotten herself high and had a bad reaction to some 'shrooms. She has been trespassing, on accident, for a while now because of her fucked up state of mind. Big Grin I've been sick and a bit out of it, so this might suck, but meh.
Word Count: 619

More rain. The fat droplets beginning to fall from the sky, starting off as a light shower that woke Tawny from her deep sleep. Already her fur was soaked through, the spot where she had been laying a little mud puddle and her legs covered in the Earth brown substance. It did a lot towards masking her scent towards other creatures, but it was itchy and really annoying after a while, so she took to hopping through puddles as she came across them. Surely it was an odd sight, the small wolf jumping in and out of the water playfully, making big splashes and snapping at the drops as they sprayed around her body.

After a while of playing games, she calmed down, satisfied that the mud was gone, and began walking like a normal, stable wolf. It wasn’t long before she realized that she’d actually been walking for a long time already, her puddle jumping having taken quite a bit of time.

Her tummy was starting to growl, unhappy with the fact that she had skipped eating anything the day before. Although she knew that the plants in the forest could possibly be poisonous, she knew it would be a while before she had the chance to eat any meat. Whenever she came across mushrooms, she’d sniff at them and lick to check and make sure the taste was decent. Only a few times did she yelp from a sting on her tongue, shaking her head violently and licking at the bark on a tree to get the taste and pain to go away. It did not take long for her to come to the conclusion that mushrooms were probably not the best thing to snack on while all alone in the forest.

Her head became foggy and she found it hard to see straight, paws doing a little dance with each step she tried to take. Her face felt numb, tongue lolling out from the side of her mouth, drool pooling and dripping down onto the leaves below as she struggled to move along. It was hard to keep going, but she refused to stop just because she was having some kind of reaction to the things she had eaten.

Though she did stop a few times for breaks and to attempt sticking her head into puddles to slurp up some of the water, Tawny decided to keep pushing on no matter how many times she tripped and fell or ran into trees. By the time her stomach was hungry again, she was having little fits and bursts of laughter at the smallest things. A bug would be crawling over a leaf and she’d burst out laughing for no apparent reason, somehow finding it to be unbearably funny.

Despite the reaction, her determination to keep moving was a very good thing and she moved another few miles across the territory. Once the mushrooms had worn off and she was able to function properly again, she could smell the scent of other wolves all over the place. The sun had already fallen below the ocean and gone to sleep, leaving her wandering in the dark along the borders of pack lands, not somewhere that she wanted to be. The scent just kept getting stronger, no matter what direction she moved in and she realized that she was already within the borders, trespassing on territory that was not her own. Fear clutched at her body and she froze up, heart beating wildly in her chest, the blood pumping too hard and her breathing coming way too fast to be healthy. Within a minute of panicking she slumped over and was out like a dead fire.

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