Sun sick [Joining!]

[Straw]

  [font=trebuchet ms]Separation from family was common here in Elysium- some had been abandoned, some had been chased out, some had left just to see the world. Straw was in the third camp, having sought a greater understanding of herself (as pretentious as that probably sounded). She had had a decent relationship with her mother and sister, at least, enough so that the two of them saw her off and wished her well, and she had wished them well in return. Her father... she didn't like to dwell on that.

  The heat grew more and more oppressive by the day; though her mask shielded her eyes from sunlight well enough, the rest of her baked beneath the rays. She had retreated from her position on the mountaintop and headed for the forest, in hopes that the shade would help. As her eyes swept the landscape, however, she noticed London heading towards a fallen creature. In all likelihood, the stranger needed help.

  Approaching behind London and peering at the cub, Straw twitched her ears. The cub was unconscious, and probably injured given the scar. With the heat, he was probably dehydrated too. Three conditions that were bad enough on their own, but in combination could be deadly. Blinking, she glanced up at London. "What can I do?" she murmured, with a swish of her tail.