Melancholy
03-10-09, 10:12 PM
Open to Someone Willing to Rescue a Girl in Need :D
Azel sniffed as she hugged her sopping wet self, trying to keep warm from the nonstop downpour of icy rain. She wore nothing but a thin rag dress, the very outfit she had been wearing earlier in the week when she had been rescued from her master's clutches.
The freezing, blind girl had no money, no escort, and no means of knowing where on earth she was headed. The only thought that ran through her head over and over was, I need to find shelter. I need to get warm...
She shivered as she felt blindly around, hoping to feel some sort of different texture than the rough bark of a tree, or anything that could offer her some place to hide for the night. Perhaps, if she was lucky, a cave or some hole in the soft earth. The poor girl was covered in mud and exhausted.
Suddenly, Azel's bare foot caught on a large fallen tree limbs. She gave a small scream as she fell, tumbling down through the mud and sliding rapidly down a descending slope. As she reached the bottom, she gave a soft sob and sat up, attempting to weakly get back to her feet.
However, a loud growling behind her quickly changed her plans. It would do her no good to try and turn to face the noise, for she wouldn't be able to see it if she had. Instead, she concentrated. From the grumbling breaths the thing took, she measured it to be a large beast, perhaps a giant cat, and no more than fifteen feet away from her.
Azel took a deep breath, frightened. "I-I mean no harm... Please, I doubt I would make a suitable dinner..." She made a desperate attempt to reason with closed ears. She took a small, hesitant step away from the thing. She could already feel the hatred radiating from it's body, and although it was a hot aura, it offered Azel no comfort from the bitter cold of the rain.
She gulped loudly. This was sure to be the end of her life...
The beast snarled again, obviously thrilled to have a meal that didn't try to run away from it. But Azel knew there was no point in trying to escape. She was trapped, and an attempt to flee would simply make her assailant all the angrier, worsening her fate.
It gave a small shift, and Azel realized it had crouched to leap. Fear stabbed at her heart, and against her will she tried to crawl away.
Giving a shrill cat-like cry, the things muscles untensed and Azel knew it pounced. Without realizing it, she screamed at the top of her lungs.
Azel sniffed as she hugged her sopping wet self, trying to keep warm from the nonstop downpour of icy rain. She wore nothing but a thin rag dress, the very outfit she had been wearing earlier in the week when she had been rescued from her master's clutches.
The freezing, blind girl had no money, no escort, and no means of knowing where on earth she was headed. The only thought that ran through her head over and over was, I need to find shelter. I need to get warm...
She shivered as she felt blindly around, hoping to feel some sort of different texture than the rough bark of a tree, or anything that could offer her some place to hide for the night. Perhaps, if she was lucky, a cave or some hole in the soft earth. The poor girl was covered in mud and exhausted.
Suddenly, Azel's bare foot caught on a large fallen tree limbs. She gave a small scream as she fell, tumbling down through the mud and sliding rapidly down a descending slope. As she reached the bottom, she gave a soft sob and sat up, attempting to weakly get back to her feet.
However, a loud growling behind her quickly changed her plans. It would do her no good to try and turn to face the noise, for she wouldn't be able to see it if she had. Instead, she concentrated. From the grumbling breaths the thing took, she measured it to be a large beast, perhaps a giant cat, and no more than fifteen feet away from her.
Azel took a deep breath, frightened. "I-I mean no harm... Please, I doubt I would make a suitable dinner..." She made a desperate attempt to reason with closed ears. She took a small, hesitant step away from the thing. She could already feel the hatred radiating from it's body, and although it was a hot aura, it offered Azel no comfort from the bitter cold of the rain.
She gulped loudly. This was sure to be the end of her life...
The beast snarled again, obviously thrilled to have a meal that didn't try to run away from it. But Azel knew there was no point in trying to escape. She was trapped, and an attempt to flee would simply make her assailant all the angrier, worsening her fate.
It gave a small shift, and Azel realized it had crouched to leap. Fear stabbed at her heart, and against her will she tried to crawl away.
Giving a shrill cat-like cry, the things muscles untensed and Azel knew it pounced. Without realizing it, she screamed at the top of her lungs.