◜ . warning sign ┊ sunhaven capture . ◞

[Fairylights]

―――― Fairylights might have looked like a kitten, but the girl was already nine months of age, and steadily on her way to her tenth. Young, yes, but no baby; no small child that a mother would have been missing. Of course, she had no mother now, and her father, too was gone. The only family she had left was her uncle. Buckingham Barnes of Sunhaven, Helion. Of course, when she had first met him, he had not been a Helion; only shortly after she arrived had he gained that title and respect,only then had it now put a target on her back for no reason other than they had some small connection by blood. The trek, even if short to Lucky, felt like an eternity to Fairylights, who had been rendered useless in the man's jaws, her paws too short to reach, her body too small to fight back against the Hellhound's larger frame. Even if she thought she could free herself, she doubted that she'd be able to run fast enough, far enough, to get away. Her throat now was raw with her tears, a few still slipping from her eyes, but she had been rendered into silence, praying that she could disappear, praying that she would make it out alive, praying she would be safe. Her eyes were wide, shocked, and if it weren't for the heat around them from the deserts, she'd be shivering.

Her gaze took in her surrounding without truly absorbing them, shrinking against the hot, scorching desert sands once she was set down, her neck sore from where she had been carried. Where once the heat, the comfort of something warm and secure might have brought her some relief, it now was such a stark contrast to the weather of Sunhaven, to the faint snow they were beginning to have, to the rolling hills and solid ground. Her paws sank slightly into the hot sand, and her breath almost hiccuped at another set of tears as she felt the heat against her paws, unsure where to look, where to go, what to even take in. There was no use in trying to tell herself to calm down, for her mind would not have it, her wide eyes taking in the pyramids and the unfamiliar deserts around her, and to her captor who now stood above her, silent and unmoving. What was going to happen to her? Were they going to hurt her? Kill her? Her body nearly trembeled at the thought, but she dare not speak, her unanswered questions lingering withint he depths of her eyes as she looked upward at the hellhound above her.

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