04-02-2008, 03:40 PM
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Weakest post evarrrrrrrr. Zacor.
Anathra made her way lazily along the outskirts of the city, wasting time and singing softly. She hadn't been able to sleep, and hadn't wanted to stay in the boat if Zacor could actually rest. Besides, she would rather pace around the open land than back and forth in the cabin. The city was still, the atmosphere covered in a blanket of oppressive thickness that she couldn't read. It was for this same reason that she didn't travel any further into the city, the stale air more than enough warning to keep her out. The girl sighed, peering up at the clouded sky as she made her decision to turn back 'home'.
As it usually went, the smoke reached her before she saw the actual fire. Nose wrinkled and she grimaced, pace hurrying as she looked for the source. Looking over her shoulder, back towards the city she was leaving, it didn't take long for the Welsh girl to realize how big the fire was becoming. Ana didn't know how it had started (Who, Where?), but the dense weight of the smoke that hovered over her was enough to tell how it was spreading. She unshouldered her pack and let it drop to the ground, lips pulling back in an uncharacteristic snarl as she shifted. She had been in optime form long enough to lose count, and she had never pushed herself to shift with such haste before. Anathra stopped her shift, staying in secui form as she took off not away from the fire, but towards home.
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Anathra made her way lazily along the outskirts of the city, wasting time and singing softly. She hadn't been able to sleep, and hadn't wanted to stay in the boat if Zacor could actually rest. Besides, she would rather pace around the open land than back and forth in the cabin. The city was still, the atmosphere covered in a blanket of oppressive thickness that she couldn't read. It was for this same reason that she didn't travel any further into the city, the stale air more than enough warning to keep her out. The girl sighed, peering up at the clouded sky as she made her decision to turn back 'home'.
As it usually went, the smoke reached her before she saw the actual fire. Nose wrinkled and she grimaced, pace hurrying as she looked for the source. Looking over her shoulder, back towards the city she was leaving, it didn't take long for the Welsh girl to realize how big the fire was becoming. Ana didn't know how it had started (Who, Where?), but the dense weight of the smoke that hovered over her was enough to tell how it was spreading. She unshouldered her pack and let it drop to the ground, lips pulling back in an uncharacteristic snarl as she shifted. She had been in optime form long enough to lose count, and she had never pushed herself to shift with such haste before. Anathra stopped her shift, staying in secui form as she took off not away from the fire, but towards home.
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