Herp Derp.
Word Count → 218
The ground was soft beneath Neela's face and the sun warm against her back. The collie had dropped into a half daze and the pain from the battering her body had been through had faded away, leaving her with only those two pleasant sensations.
Well those and one more. An annoying screeching sound that rattled around her head, dragging with it remnants of a headache that her mind had blocked out. Neela squeezed her eyes tighter shut and tried to ignore the sound but it was persistent and so eventually she grudgingly opened her eyes, wincing at the pain the light sent through her head and then whining at the pain that movement caused her.
A pair of black eyes greeted her; Grynn perched on a piece of wood nearby babbling something in low speech that Neela couldn’t quite make out at the moment. Neela groaned and lifted her muzzle slightly, slurring her words sleepily, "Grynn, wassup? Where are we?"
For a moment Neela froze as a familiar smell wafted through the air, Jace. Her tail dropped not a moment later; Jace couldn’t be here because she had left, driven away by Neela's past. Her ears dropped and she buried her muzzle back into the sound, too lost in her sudden bout of misery to hear approaching footsteps.
