Who:
pensitivity and
somarium~
Where: Somewhere in the Desert
Style: First or Third. BYOP (L-LOL Bring your own preference)
Status: Open
Notes: Arriving at the city, her first order of business was panic. The second order? Trying to find a way to get out. Unfortunately...
[ It had been a few days past since her arrival. On the bright side- although unknown to her -she'd missed the mayhem that had punctuated the dream world. The calm of the city was different, too. She might have appreciated it more, even, had it not been for the predicament she had quickly found herself bestowed with.
And that. That had had her doing recon. She had made good progress, too. Sweeping the city restlessly. Her origins she might have been terrified of. She might have found made her not even half the worth of her friends. But in instances like this, it was quietly beneficial for her. She could go for far longer without tiring and she didn't need to eat half as often or half as much as normal humans. Of course, that didn't mean she didn't require anything at all.
Something she was quickly being reminded of now that she was in the desert region. She was thirsty, tired. Her coat clinging to her because of the heat, but like she would take it off. Doing that was- She wouldn't. Not a chance. So, there she was wandering. The sinking sensation within her telling her this was futile, but her stubborn side not committing to that realization quite yet. Leaving her agitated. Aggravated. It might take a bit of convincing for someone to get her to call it quits. ]