Medusa was beginning to hate the pack she lived in. She had nothing to do, because of this 'zepar' rank. She had no job, no way to show her worth to the pack. And she kept getting lost in the caves. That was her present state, actually, lost and having no idea where on Earth she might be. All she knew was that she was in Anathema and the damn caverns that would either lead to the hell-nest of eagles or possibly the den she had decided would be her home.
That is, it would be her home if she were able to actually make it there. Alive, preferably. She wandered throughout the twisting and winding caves and tunnels until she no longer knew which was was up and which was down. The Narrator was blessedly silent, retreating to allow her to figure out where the hell they were. Not that, of course, the internal silence was helping. If anything, it was making her scared and a little more insane than she was.
Loneliness can do many things to a person, and Medusa was taking it badly. She looked around and dry heaved, clutching her arms around her ribs. She felt naked without her cloak, and shivered violently. Her legs moving and tangling together, she stumbled into a run and tripped. Falling against the side of the cavern, she dry heaved again, retching violently. Her eyes wide, tears spilling out and soaking the fur around them, she sobbed.
Suddenly, a low, guttural moan wrenched itself from her gaping maw and she ran blindly ahead. She'd be able to escape the crushing loneliness, throw herself into Ksenija's arms and -- her thought was caught short as she slammed into someone tall and warm. Their hands caught up and grasped at Medusa's arms as she recoiled back and almost fell. She looked up -- and up -- and saw it was a Man who had caught her. Terrified by her experience in the caverns, a Man was the last thing she wanted to see.
Overcome by it all, she shrieked loudly and fought like a wildcat to escape, to flee, to find somewhere safe.
oh did I mention she's androphobic? and does not take being alone that well. and slight pp of him grabbing her arms, I can change if it's not okay :o
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