the worst- drabble writing

[ASVINI]

// this is me just trying to get asvini muse kickstarted again! you can reply if you want to

The sky was turning a shade of orange- peach, almost. Quiet the contrast to Asvini's dark pelt as she stepped towards the forest. Recently, she had kept her muzzle hidden. Why? She didn't particularly want to see her father. Some "sorry" didn't cut it for her. A bitter look crossed her muzzle as she stepped deep into the twisting woods. Perhaps she was being too hard on him. But then it crossed her soul once again, that burning anger, the deep lashing in her stomach. Left alone. No words, no reason that she could think of.

There was no love there.

It wasn't long before Asvini realized she was walking aimlessly, deep into the dark woods. The sky was no longer painted that color of burning peach- no, it was a deep, inky black, dotted with stars. Her eyes lifted to it. Her pelt was almost blending with it now, and she was.. lost. Her eyes lowered, the four pupils shifting about at her surroundings. Her breathing settled gently, and there was a moment of quiet. The woods were alive around her, strange bird calls, soft noises from frogs down in the swamp.

And she erupted. Her claws unsheathed, the barely-apprentice-aged cub ripped into the bark of the tree. She stumbled backwards. Her chest heaved, and she cried out, leaping forward and jumping up, raking down the tree. Asvini couldn't keep her anger burning enough to do it again, but she stumbled backwards, then forward, her head slamming against the tree next. Her shoulders were pushed forward, ears flattened, and she slowly laid down and pressed up against the trunk.

"Fuck this."

"speech"

[glow=black,2,300]BREAK THE SILENCE; DAMN THE DARK[/glow]