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lost to the snow - Random Events - 08-05-2018


lost and buried



Snow was not natural. Not in the desert.

As the frozen white substance blanketed all of Solterra and the impending blizzard loomed angrily on the horizon, the little fennec sat shivering underneath an outcropping of rocks. The snow had piled high on the roof of his makeshift cave and was starting to creep into the mouth of it as well. Dark brown eyes stared apathetically out into the whitewashed landscape before him, a hard shiver wracking his body.

A warm puff of breath escaped his tiny maw, and large ears flattened back against his head. Naiosé tucked his tail up against his cold body, and his gaze shifted down. Clumps of snow had matted locks of his fur together, and he spent the next couple of minutes angrily chewing them out... desert dwellers certainly were not made for a life of snow and cold. Naiosé stared off into the desert before him, quietly wondering if this was what Solterra was destined to. Bleakly, he questioned how long he could survive in such an environment... his fur was not made to protect him from the cold. His senses weren't nearly as sharp in this type of environment, either.

His mind wandered briefly to Kauri, and his nose twitched as he stared out over the desert. Where was the striped Andalusian now, and how was he fairing through all of this?

After many long minutes of staring off into the landscape that looked so foreign to him now, the small fennec tucked his nose under his tail. Gaze instead shifted to the inside of his miniature cave, focused on a small crack in the rock that lay to his right. His stomach growled angrily as the wind howled outside, and a sigh pushed past his muzzle. He'd have to go out into the whiteout sometime, for there was nothing for him here in this small cave... not food, not Kauri - there was only the inevitability that he would be snowed in and trapped, destined to starve alone under the small outcropping.



And while he was certain the outcome of this situation, this blizzard, was not at all bright.. he was destined not to let this be his fate. With a growl pitched under his breath, the fox stood up and dug feverishly at the snow that had almost sealed off the entrance. Within a few moments, he burst forth from the snow, which was now piled high up to his chest.

Large ears stayed pinned to his head as Naiosé stared around him. He could see nothing... no landmarks in the distance, no people, no bushes nor other wildlife. For a split second, he contemplated where to go... and then decided that there was no better option than what was directly in front of him. After all, before the blizzard washed out the landscape in a blanket of white, he had been heading towards a large building in the distance..

And so he ran. Bounding through the snow in tall leaps, his short legs burst him up from the thick blanket below. He could feel the snow clumping to his fur - balling up and pulling against his skin... feel the sharp pain in his side as exhaustion and hunger wore him down... feel his breath hot against his muzzle as it labored, wafting up in frosty breaths to disappear into the frozen sky. His vision grew bleary, his breath rasping hard and his muscles aching.

He truly questioned if he would make it through this blizzard, or if he would die out in this hellish place, frozen and buried like all the other wildlife.... All he saw before him was a landscape that wanted nothing more than to snuff out his existence and snow that wanted nothing more than to smother him.

Until he saw something else.... something not quite large enough to be a landmark, yet not quite small enough to rival his own size. In his weary mind, he quietly hoped it was @Kauri... but knew that the chances of that were so slim, so minute, that he was more likely to be lost to the snow than find him once more.




Naiosé is stuck in the blizzard that plagues the Mors Desert. He briefly hides under an outcropping of rocks to pick away at the snow that has been clumping onto his fur, and then considers staying there. It's only after realizing that staying there would mean his death that he digs his way out and forges forward, straight ahead into the whiteout. However, his hunger and exhaustion begins taking a toll on him... the snow, growing taller by the minute, forces him to leap instead of walk, and his small body begins to tire. He bleakly wonders if this is how he'll meet his end - frozen and buried in this hellscape - as he sees nothing ahead other than white snow. It's only after questioning his mortality that he sees a figure ahead... even though he doubts it, there's a small hope that takes hold in his mind, wondering if it could it be @Kauri.

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RE: lost to the snow - Kauri - 08-05-2018

Kauri
the treachery of demons is nothing compared to the betrayal of an angel

It withered and rotted. The far reaches of his mind succumbed without battling away what sought to ruin it. A realization Kauri very well understood but hesitantly gave in to. This world, this world... There was nothing; he has to start over. His deities were no more upon this land, and the spirit he longed to connect with is now forever out of reach. The very last thing he had, possibly the little fox was dead at this point.

These facts sunk deeper into the pit his heart has receded into.

Violet eyes looked past the trees he hid within and watched whatever snow flitted down. His body shifted beneath the makeshift blanket he made from the leaves of the plants here upon this oasis. Still was he cold but at least his form no longer shivered violently. Clumsily getting back onto his legs, the stallion decided to return to the snowy wasteland above this area. He needed to quiet his thoughts, so Kauri would go search for any lost souls that might need directing to the court.

Hooves crunched and sunk into the snow below him. Body shivered every so often as his spine received the inevitable chills. Skin wanted the beaming desert sun back, no more could it stand the cold. Yet, he endured. Skull tilted up, and silently did he admire the clouded skies. Whenever the stars may return, he’d be sure to sing them a little tune—as well for his love.

Ears flicked in irritation of the wind that blew into them. However, he wanted to hear what was near him; the former warden knew something was around. A certain feeling nagged his mind, it prompted him to pay close attention. Could it be a monster or a lost stranger he has willingly come searching for? Eyes squinted to hopefully see through this blizzard for any figure. After a minute, he huffed and decided to let his vocals do the seeking. Kauri whinnied and then waited.

Shortly after, a call so familiar brought his heart from the depths in which it once rested in.

He stood still and sputtered his own call that would sound quite bizarre to any passing ears. Silence settled, save the blizzard’s roar. He hasn’t scared it off, has he? Waddling forth to where he last heard the call, he nearly reared back once catching sight of something jumping right at him.

Balanced on his hind legs, eyes looked down at the creature sitting before him. Dark browns gazed into violets, the horse watching the fennec immediately brighten up. Kauri let his front hooves down, Naiosé cuddling close to his leg. The stallion’s mind was confounded, unable to gather up any words or emotions. Though after a moment, his eyes grew soft. Nose drew down to touch the canine’s shivering form; his mouth then opened as teeth grabbed his companion’s scruff.

Gently, he set Naiosé on his withers. To try and protect the fox from these cold gales, he gestured for him to use his thick mane as a shield. Kauri shivered in feeling the snow from his companion’s coat stick and melt upon his own.

He needed to get back to the oasis.

Turning back to where he initially came from, he hurried back to his shelter. His body grew numb of the snowstorm that blew; it felt almost as if it doesn’t exist anymore. Worry drummed his heart and had his senses shut the outside world out. Before he knew it, the former warden was dashing through the snow. The quick exchanges of cold air between warm, heavy breaths stung his chest, but he’d be damned if he stopped.

Perhaps there was a chance to survive this soul searching, this mass adjustment from a world of desolation to a world full of life. No longer did he have to be alone on this journey, to care for this bleeding wound he never knew he had until this part of him was ripped away.

Don’t you worry. Don’t you worry.

@ <3
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