A breeze cut through my fur and I shuttered. My eyes opened to see leaves blocking my view. For a moment I was puzzled, then remembered sleeping in some leaves. I was in a cold sweat, ew. I crawled out of the leaf pile that I had totally demolished with my thrashing last night. When I stood up, I saw my knee had gotten infected. Ugh, better heal it. Some infections could be cured, if caught in time. Sure it hurt, but you gotta feel pain to get stronger.
I ate, washed in a stream and I continued in my way, There were no trails now, showing no beasts lived in this area. Most chose to live away from the borders of territories. The sky was bright blue, the sun streamed down through the trees. It's almost like a regular day at the meadow. How did my life get so stressed so fast? The littlest thing starts a chain reaction. I started running, wanting to make up for lost ground yesterday. Even though there were no trails, the trees were greatly spaced so you only had to doge one every so often. I must have stuck out like a tree in a lake with my strips, it was so bright here. There were no trees with needles here, just ones with big green leaves and brown trunks. I don't think I'm in Draytor anymore.
After another few hours of running, it was lunch and I was certain I was in Grandoric. There was a rather small clearing up ahead, and after munching on some leaves, I decided to rest there.
Laying on my back, face to the sky, the sun relaxed my tired muscles. It was peaceful. A few animals had been appearing now and then, so I was till relativity close to the border. Yet, no trails emerged. A bird chirped from a neighboring tree, and this time no anger boiled up inside of me. I listened to the bird sing and realized how beautiful it was. Before I had found it incredibly annoying, but now it relaxed me even more. The light breeze swished the grass, the tree leaves softly shuttered and I couldn't help but marvel at how genuinely beautiful Transor is.
I must have slept because the next thing I knew it was late afternoon, and I only had a few hours of daylight left. I hauled myself off the smooth grass and laughed at the fact I had made an imprint from being there so long. Then, I was back on my way to find my best friend.
As I wandered father and father into the forest, still no trails appeared. Either they don't do much traveling, or this place is bigger than I thought. It's like searching for a needle in a haystack. There's no prints, no signs. I was convinced I was in the wrong place. Grandoric is huge! There's endless possibilities to where she is. I probably should have brought someone along. What if there is hundreds there and they want to fight me? I'm good, but not that good. Maybe if I had Kramor? No, she's too far away, plus I told her not to come.
Another few hours and it was getting dark. Since I had a nap, I wasn't tired and decided to keep going. But with each step my hopes grew lower and lower. It seemed unlikely I would find her. Is this what a search party would feel like? I'm glad I'm not one. But you are different than them, you know this victim. You will find her. Do you know how much of a failure you will be if you don't bring her back? It's going to be nearly impossible. You brought this one yourself.
Just as all hopes seemed lost, a sign appeared in the distance. It was very unusual looking in the forest. But it was familiar. Curious, I sprinted towards it and latched the object into my hands. It was dark now so I had to hold it close to my face to see it. Looking back, I'm luck it wasn't a snake or something. It looked like a bracelet, with colored leaves interwoven together. This is Savanna's! My mind flashed back to a week ago, when she twirled it, and all the other times she did too. You will find her! She was here! You're closer than you think. This gave me an energy boost and I shot through the trees like lightning, nearly close-lining myself more than once.
Moments later, I was exhausted and breathless. I won't sleep for a while. So instead, I dived into a small, but deep pond to cool off. The moon reflected off the water, which was warm. It felt good after my sprint. But after a few minutes, I practically fell asleep in the water, so I pulled myself out and found shelter in between a trees two prominent roots. As I drifted off, I was still dripping wet.
Even though I had fallen asleep late, I awoke before the sun rose. That was a few hours away. Today I was walking, not wanting to miss anything, plus I was tired of running. I passed many fields with creatures in them, but didn't know most of them. I would stare and stare, until I was sure Savanna wasn't there. I was far away from the border now and I felt so alone. Truly, I was homesick, longing for the meadow. The creatures here must hate to trail, there's hardly any trails. It was weird, bushwhacking for days on end, but this seemed like the place I would take someone if I kidnapped them.
It was still bright out, hardly even noon, but suddenly everything went black. I think the weirdest thing was I also lost consciousness, but saw long toes on the way down.
