Post by Talla on Oct 8, 2005 21:19:43 GMT -5
Dark pads carried the fae through the dense foliage. She looked around, tassel swaying as she searched for some nurishment and some relief of the pain the flowed through her. The pain of being in heat. SHe would not let herself give in to her desires and the desires of the brus around this area. Optics searched high and low, searching for food. She sat on her haunches as she stared forward, to the sky. She looked for food, but felt empty. SHe let out a howl for something she had never called for before. Companionship. Maybe not mate-like companionship, but just company for talking to. She would not let herself be considerd weak by anyone, so she stopped abuptly, wondering if anyone else had heard her.