For Hiei. [WC: 421]
Days were passing, slowly but surely. Days blended into each other, until Catharsis had forgotten how long she had even been here. How many days since she'd seen Mama? She couldn't remember. Everything was far too mixed up. She tried not to think about it anymore. She just didn't want to admit that she was losing hope. Spring was in the air.. kind of. The rain just kept falling. It wasn't so bad, really. Catharsis had come to like the rain, or at least not mind it so much, since she spent so much time away from the den. She preferred to be away from her family. Everything about them reminded her of Mama, reminded her that this wasn't home. She wanted to go home.
Yet, the more she tried to remember, the more she seemed to be forgetting. She couldn't even quite remember her mother's face. She tried to look the the puddles at herself, to pull the image of her mother back into her mind. Black fur, like her own. Two red eyes instead of one. No scar. But it was no use. As days passed, all she had left of her mother was that scar, and the imbalance of her vision. She barely noticed - she couldn't remember what it'd been like to see with both eyes, since the red one had been scabbed over for so long. The lack of decent depth perception wasn't noticable. It was like she'd never even had it.
Life went on. Days passed. It still rained.
Today, she'd decided to chase squirrels. Adventures were the little girl's release; she flew through the mud, her normally fluffy black fur pressed down against her small body, making her resemble a drowned rat. She had the energy of a jackrabbit, however, despite her ill luck at catching her prey. Lunging after the morsel of what, she hoped, would be lunch, she ran headlong into a tree trunk. Sniffing, she wiggled her nose, muttering distaste towards the towering wooden being. "Watch where you're going, would ya?!" she mumbled as she glared at it. Eyes turned away, she slipped on a root, falling again. "Umph! Hey, that wasn't nice! No, no indeed!" It had clearly tripped her for calling it out on it's rudeness. Ugh. What a big jerk!
Walking away and sitting across from the tree, just out of roots' reach, she glared at the rugged old tree. If it was going to be so rude as that, she'd show it who was boss. But.. how?
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