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by Creeper on April 9th, 2012, 5:17 am
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by Asha on April 9th, 2012, 3:22 pm
by Creeper on April 18th, 2012, 1:42 pm
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by Asha on April 20th, 2012, 7:08 pm
by Creeper on May 2nd, 2012, 8:58 am
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by Asha on May 6th, 2012, 7:28 pm
by Creeper on May 28th, 2012, 8:37 pm
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by Asha on June 3rd, 2012, 12:20 am
by Creeper on July 5th, 2012, 8:06 pm
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by Asha on July 23rd, 2012, 2:35 am
Asha nodded quietly at his quick words and felt gently chastened. Her questions had been meaningless of course, and he was right. It didn’t matter why he was there as long as he offered her aid. Some things were not for all to know. Asha raised her eyebrows as she considered his advice. Spider? How could she travel as spider? Spiders were delicate and acrobatic. She was bulky and solid. As he dropped over the edge her heart jumped into her mouth and she rushed to look over the petal edge. As she watched him begin to crawl gracefully across the nets his words clicked into place in her mind. The nets were the spider webs he spoke of. There was little choice but for her to follow. She had done this earlier that season but still she felt nervous about taking the plunge over the edge. She was not a thrill seeker by any means and free falling did not appeal to her. This was not a time to think of herself though. She stepped off the edge and plummeted down, down, down to the nets waiting beneath. As the breath whooshed out of her she scrambled around and began to climb after Centroc. Her movements were slow and choppy as she made her way carefully across the net. She had nowhere near the grace and ease of the Eypharian and she struggled to keep up with him. It didn’t take long before she was cursing the net system beneath the petals. Who had planned this mess? The nets were not set up neatly in one connecting level. There were times when she had to jump down to a different net or struggle her large bulk up and over the edge of a higher one. By the time Asha reached the ladder to the petal of the Watching Owl and the waiting Centroc her chest was heaving rapidly from the effort of the climb across the nets. She felt like she was on the verge of exhaustion from the laborious movements and her arms shook as she placed one hand over the over to haul herself up the ladder. Sweat soaked into her black fur as she climbed higher and higher and eventually reached the petal floor. Some discouragement filled her heart as she considered her situation for she would surely die if she kept up this pace for the entirety of her journey. Wearily she moved forward with Centroc towards her family’s home. She had little energy to speak to the man and silence seemed safest anyways. The spry bugger hardly seemed fazed from the climb across the nets. As her home came into sight all thoughts of her exhaustion and weariness vanished completely from her mind and the fire of love for her family returned fiercely. Ignoring the presence and movements of Centroc she dashed towards the clawed structure with a strangled sob in her throat. The roof of her home was destroyed and claw marks loudly proclaimed the violence that had occurred there. The rank stench of blood filled her nostrils as she moved closer and she had to consciously instruct herself to not vomit as her stomach bubbled wildly. As the faint sounds of a moan reached her ears she rounded the doorway and cried out, “Father!” |
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