Post by birdbrain on Dec 31, 2012 17:06:28 GMT -6
It had been some time since Eden had arrived to the forest. She still remembered the day, several months after she had begun drifting away from her friends in the herd. She begun ambling further and further into the thicket when she saw a flash of white. Her heart had lurched terribly at the sight, but still she moved forward as if she was pulled by some invisible force. Though she chased after it, the white figure always seemed to stay twenty steps ahead of her. A few glimpses were the only thing Eden managed to catch as she tore through the underbrush, her gait became rapid and feverish, both eager and anxious for what she would find when she finally caught up to this white specter.
She still didn't completely understand it, but she had ended up in the Forest after that fruitless chase. As far as Eden could tell, she was one of the first to arrive to the strange place. She had spend several days in the beginning, wandering and searching for someone - anyone - to tell her just how she managed to get herself stuck here. After some time had past, Eden stopped wondering. No mythical being or forest sprite came to her in a divine awakening, and as others began to arrive in a fashion just as mysterious as her own arrival, she figured she was as good as dead here.
So why not make the most of it and inform the newcomers that there was no way back? That is what the doe had found herself doing in her time between eating and sleeping, which she didn't do much of either anyway so Eden had a fair amount of time on her hooves. She didn't break the news to them to be cruel, that was not her intention. She just though that she would save them the trouble of searching for their way back. Even if she did come across as callous more often than not...
But as the doe quietly made her way through the woods, her long, horse-hair tail trailing behind her, she didn't encounter anyone. It had been that way for several days. Maybe she was losing touch, or maybe the Forest had reached it's capacity. Either way, the notion didn't matter to Eden too much. She would be just as lonely, anyway. And that's why she was heading to the pond - she knew no other name for it, but of all the times she had sat at it's banks, she had felt a sense of peace she had not felt in quite some time. Something about the crystal clear waters set her mind at ease, so Eden often found her hooves taking her in the direction of the little clearing.
Stepping away from the underbrush, the doe slowly made her way over to the edge of the pond where she dipped her long neck and took a long, soothing drink. She spent a moment afterwards gazing at the surface of the water, watching the dark silhouettes of the fish dart back and fourth. After breaking herself from the quiet trance, Eden settled down in the soft grass of the bank, letting the warmth from the afternoon sun wash over her pelt. Maybe today still holds a little promise, she thought as she idly glanced at the surrounding treeline. Maybe.
She still didn't completely understand it, but she had ended up in the Forest after that fruitless chase. As far as Eden could tell, she was one of the first to arrive to the strange place. She had spend several days in the beginning, wandering and searching for someone - anyone - to tell her just how she managed to get herself stuck here. After some time had past, Eden stopped wondering. No mythical being or forest sprite came to her in a divine awakening, and as others began to arrive in a fashion just as mysterious as her own arrival, she figured she was as good as dead here.
So why not make the most of it and inform the newcomers that there was no way back? That is what the doe had found herself doing in her time between eating and sleeping, which she didn't do much of either anyway so Eden had a fair amount of time on her hooves. She didn't break the news to them to be cruel, that was not her intention. She just though that she would save them the trouble of searching for their way back. Even if she did come across as callous more often than not...
But as the doe quietly made her way through the woods, her long, horse-hair tail trailing behind her, she didn't encounter anyone. It had been that way for several days. Maybe she was losing touch, or maybe the Forest had reached it's capacity. Either way, the notion didn't matter to Eden too much. She would be just as lonely, anyway. And that's why she was heading to the pond - she knew no other name for it, but of all the times she had sat at it's banks, she had felt a sense of peace she had not felt in quite some time. Something about the crystal clear waters set her mind at ease, so Eden often found her hooves taking her in the direction of the little clearing.
Stepping away from the underbrush, the doe slowly made her way over to the edge of the pond where she dipped her long neck and took a long, soothing drink. She spent a moment afterwards gazing at the surface of the water, watching the dark silhouettes of the fish dart back and fourth. After breaking herself from the quiet trance, Eden settled down in the soft grass of the bank, letting the warmth from the afternoon sun wash over her pelt. Maybe today still holds a little promise, she thought as she idly glanced at the surrounding treeline. Maybe.
