11-26-2018, 08:01 PM
(This post was last modified: 11-26-2018, 08:22 PM by Fairylights.)
――― The young girl sniffed as her tears had long since ceased, but her throat still burned with her tears over the last several days. She wasn't sure how long she had been walking anymore, but she felt herself stumbling, her vision blurred by the blood that had dried across her right eye and essentially glued it shut, her paws cracking from the rigorous walking. Had it been days, or longer? Her stomach rumbled, absolutely miserable to the core as the young girl's only driving force had been her father's words, his warning. If anything happens, find him. Her breath caught in her throat with another threat of a sob at the thought of him, of her mother, both of whom she was now starkly aware had passed on, whose parting screams were the last thing she heard as she ran away from the house that she had been born and raised in all of her life. They had died to protect her, and it was now her only option that she didn't let them down, that their sacrifices hadn't been for nothing. Buckingham. Her only known living relative. Every town she had stopped so far, most of whom turned away the young scrap of the girl who was too closely connected with them, had only dared to say that the 'spitting image of her father, just younger,' was miles away, that the creature she knew only in name to be her uncle, may not even know of her.
But it was all she had.
Her breath shook with every second that she tried to inhale a deep breath into her chest, the nine-month-old girl's determination began to waver as exhaustion crawled over her body. Through her blurred vision she could smell the borderlines of a new town, a new place, wobbling on her feet as she came to a stop, rubbing her face against her shoulder in an attempt to regain what stability she could, her breath still shaking with the threat of tears as she attempted to get her voice to work, rough and squeaking, even as she tried to force it as loud as her little voice would. "H-hello?" she began, taking in another deep breath as she tried to speak louder, "I-i'm.. I'm looking for... For my uncle. His name is Buckingham Barnes. Is.. Is he here?" Heavens above, please let him be alive. ✾
But it was all she had.
Her breath shook with every second that she tried to inhale a deep breath into her chest, the nine-month-old girl's determination began to waver as exhaustion crawled over her body. Through her blurred vision she could smell the borderlines of a new town, a new place, wobbling on her feet as she came to a stop, rubbing her face against her shoulder in an attempt to regain what stability she could, her breath still shaking with the threat of tears as she attempted to get her voice to work, rough and squeaking, even as she tried to force it as loud as her little voice would. "H-hello?" she began, taking in another deep breath as she tried to speak louder, "I-i'm.. I'm looking for... For my uncle. His name is Buckingham Barnes. Is.. Is he here?" Heavens above, please let him be alive. ✾
[glow=white,2,300]I may be quiet [/glow]