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Posted: Sat Sep 16, 2017 1:36 pm
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She blinked, frost falling from her eyelashes. Snow all around her, below her, above her, beside her. She was breathing in the icy powder, lungs burning, breath coming out in steam. A shiver ran through her and she blinked again. Awareness. She was aware. Slowly, she moved her toes. Her tail. Her feet. Opened and closed her mouth. One muscle at a time, she tensed and flexed. Relearned. Breathing picked up. Heart rate increased. Panic began to flood into her. Unsteadily, she got to her feet. Or at least, she tried. She failed. She tried again. Again and again, she attempted it. Panic was seizing her, taking her breath, stealing her eye sight. The world was fading, tunneling, becoming grey and then black. A storm was rushing in her ears. She breathed and breathed but she couldn’t breath. The ground she had found underneath her feet was gone and she laid in the snow, wheezing, eyes closing.
The world was gone.
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Posted: Sat Sep 16, 2017 2:01 pm
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Posted: Sat Sep 16, 2017 2:06 pm
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When she had came to again, it was warm. Too warm. Uncomfortably warm. She took a deep breath, snuggling further into the furs. They were musty. She was comfortable, despite being too warm. Something wasn’t right. There had been snow. Now… there wasn’t. Her eyes shot open. At first, it was too bright, she was too near the fire. Bolting up right, she stumbled away from it, her legs not quite working. Where was she? Currently… she was alone. Letting out a breath, she leaned against the stone wall, suddenly exhausted. Her neck hurt. Her lungs stung. And she was light headed. A rough clay bowl laid near the wall, filled with melting stone. Water. Suddenly, her throat was tight. She was thirsty. Slowly, she inched over to it.
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Posted: Sat Sep 16, 2017 2:14 pm
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Posted: Sat Sep 16, 2017 2:30 pm
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Posted: Sat Sep 16, 2017 2:59 pm
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Posted: Sat Sep 16, 2017 3:07 pm
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Posted: Sat Sep 16, 2017 3:16 pm
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Who was she? She… didn’t know who she was? Rangi blinked, taken aback. ”I thought you would be able to tell me,” he said slowly, before giving her a considering look. Was she being serious or was she jesting? Considering she had just nearly passed out from panic, Rangi thought it was safe to assume she was serious. Quietly, he moved over to the rabbits before tossing one to her. He preferred his slightly cooked. Sure, it was more work. And he could always eat it raw, would usually eat it raw. But he had time to slowly work the fur off of the rabbit. Before he began, however, he looked up at her. ”Can you remember anything?” he asked carefully, claws now digging into the fur, carefully detaching the fur.
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Posted: Sat Sep 16, 2017 3:22 pm
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Posted: Sat Sep 16, 2017 3:27 pm
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So… she couldn’t remember anything. Rangi didn’t know how to process things, how to move forward. He had gotten the fur halfway off of the rabbit when she commented about white and why things couldn’t stay white. Blinking, he looked at the rabbit. It was white. With a gray. He couldn’t see what she could. Envy struck him and he quickly shoved it away. Now wasn’t the time. Taking in a deep breath, he gave her a cheery smile. ”Well, if you don’t have a name, or can’t remember your name, why don’t we give you one? Just a temporary one, until you can remember yours,” he chirped happily, trying to cheer up her mood. Trying to help her move past whatever she was going through. ”How about Sinowo Chinkokomo? It means snow blizzard,” he told her, tilting his head. ”Unoriginal but I like the sound of it.”
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