TAGS ✦ ✧ ✦ —Vix wanted to impress her mother and clan. She wanted to show them she could do something alone. So, the child snuck out of camp at night to try hunting. Her mother was already out and her siblings were asleep. So, this was the perfect chance to do it.
The child crept through the sands of her home. Paws carrying her along easily. Every step silent as she neared the Oasis. Body crouching as she stalked through what growth there was. Every step careful and calm. She had to bring something back for the clan.
So, when she spotted a lizard on a ledge, she lunged for it. What she didn’t see was the steep slope down to the waters edge. The lizard darted away, but she was not so lucky. The sand on the ledge made it hard to stop, this she didn’t stop in time. She rolled over the edge and tumbled roughly down the slope.
Hitting the bottom with a loud thud. Vix was winded and her leg hurt rather bad. So, the child looked down while struggling to catch her breath. Her eyes locking on her leg and she stopped trying to catch her breath. Her heart sank sharply and tears filled her eyes.
Red. Her little black leg was covered in red. Naturally, this was upsetting as only one thing could be that red. Blood. There was blood and it was her own blood. That was enough to break the child, who was finally breathing normal again. She let out a wail to attract her mother or someone.
She had to get help. It hurt so bad. She tried to stand, but any pressure on it made her eyes water again. The child struggled to her paws again. Keeping that leg up and trying to get up the slope. But, her balance was bad enough. The loose soil of the slope made her slide back down.
So, she turned to get out another way. Only to be greeted by the water. The child knew she couldn’t swim. Much less so with a bum leg. The child was trapped down here. She was hurt, no one was close that she knew of, and she was trapped. She felt true fear in that moment.
Fear that made her stomach churn and her blood cold. She as terrified that she would not be found until the morning. Then what would she do? She could bleed out by then. Or something could decide to eat her. What if something was in the water? That would be bad for her.
Wait, didn’t blood attract predators? Now panic was setting in. The female was bleeding and monsters hunted by smell. She was a sitting duck. A rather easy meal. A snack, was more likely, but she was t thinking clearly. The child whimpered as she sank to her belly.
She wanted her mommy now.
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