08-20-2018, 09:43 AM
ATBASH CIPHER
i know i should stop believing
i know there's no retrieving
i know there's no retrieving
Things were... slowly healing, that’s for sure and Atbash honestly didn’t know how she felt. The Hailcaller felt bad about her tribe being forced into such a situation and yet here she was, horribly wounded and unable to do anything against Stryker and The Pitt. Not only because she was too afraid to, but because of the injury Stryker had inflicted on her. With her eye gone, Atbash had to get used to just seeing with one eye and using her senses more.
Today was going to be that day whether Stryker liked it or not. Atbash shakily rose to her paws from the nest she was laying in, a wave of nausea crashing over her as she stood up. The she-cat stood over her nest for a few heartbeats as she tried to calm her trembling body and swallowed down bile that was threatening to rise up her throat. The entire left side of her face still felt strangely numb though Atbash knew there was a leaf-bandage still covering the open wound. It probably wasn’t a good idea to go out into the cold with an injury such as hers, especially when it hasn’t fully healed yet but Atbash didn’t care. She had to prove she was strong. For Snowbound. For freedom.
Atbash slowly turned towards the entrance of the medicine cabin, her steps careful and light as she placed her paw down. The Hailcaller placed one paw after the other in an extremely careful manner, as if she was testing the ground in front of her. She wasn’t completely blind of course, but things just felt so damn off with her being unable to see our of her left side anymore.
Eventually Atbash reached the entrance to the den and she winced as the cold air blew on her face. She closed her good eye and walked forward, completely forgetting the slight dip in the ground from where the house didn’t exactly connect with the snow. It wasn’t a very steep dip whatsoever, but it did surprise Atbash and the she-cat stumbled, letting out a yowl of surprise as she fell to the ground
//mobile
Today was going to be that day whether Stryker liked it or not. Atbash shakily rose to her paws from the nest she was laying in, a wave of nausea crashing over her as she stood up. The she-cat stood over her nest for a few heartbeats as she tried to calm her trembling body and swallowed down bile that was threatening to rise up her throat. The entire left side of her face still felt strangely numb though Atbash knew there was a leaf-bandage still covering the open wound. It probably wasn’t a good idea to go out into the cold with an injury such as hers, especially when it hasn’t fully healed yet but Atbash didn’t care. She had to prove she was strong. For Snowbound. For freedom.
Atbash slowly turned towards the entrance of the medicine cabin, her steps careful and light as she placed her paw down. The Hailcaller placed one paw after the other in an extremely careful manner, as if she was testing the ground in front of her. She wasn’t completely blind of course, but things just felt so damn off with her being unable to see our of her left side anymore.
Eventually Atbash reached the entrance to the den and she winced as the cold air blew on her face. She closed her good eye and walked forward, completely forgetting the slight dip in the ground from where the house didn’t exactly connect with the snow. It wasn’t a very steep dip whatsoever, but it did surprise Atbash and the she-cat stumbled, letting out a yowl of surprise as she fell to the ground
//mobile
bio | female | hailcaller [leader] of snowbound
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