Disclaimer: I don't own Ice Age.
Shira's POV
I slept uncomfortably after that, and not just because of the freezing snow slowly covering my body. My dreams were filled with Trevor's snarls and growls, lashing at mother. And each time I tried to help my paws wouldn't move. He chased me until I couldn't run any longer, and then vanished. Instead, I was left staring down at mother's mangled body, frozen to the spot while her blood washed over me, drowning me in a never-ending tide.
I know, I know. Why do I call him 'Trevor' instead of dad, like I did with Mother even when I learned her name? Well, the answer is simple. I hate his stupid guts. He is not my father. He is a murderous saber who unfortunately just happened to be related to me. Nothing more. I don't want him as a father! I deny him, I deny him, I deny him!
Warm sunlight on my face woke me, and I slowly opened my bright turquoise eyes, squinting in the harsh light. The numbing sensation evaporated from my body and I sat up after a few moments. Looking around, I see the majority of the snow from last night had melted, turning the dirt ground to mud. I glance up the sky, it was already noon. I have no idea where I am, but I guess that coud be a good thing, right? At least I'm out of the pack's territiory. And hopefully far from it.
Seeing no other choice, I stand up and head west, following the sun as it moves trought the sky. I stop at sunset, catching a couple rabbits to eat before I look for shelter.
I eventually come apon a hole at the base of a tree. I scented the air before going inside. It was a tight fit, but I guess it'd have to do.
I carried on the same way for the next three days. Eating when I was hungry and sleeping when I was tired, all while following the sun. On the fourth day, sometime around noon, I reached the edge of a cliff. The farthest I could go without walking into the ocean. I looked down over the edge and saw that part of the water was frozen about a mile in. If I crossed it, there might be somewhere where I could live. And besides, where else could I go?
Picking my way down the cliffside, I headed across the shore and onto the ice. The slippery surface felt strange underpaw, but I didn't mind. As long as it got me away.
I walked on for awhile through a thick mist that had settled over the ice. I made sure to step lightly, for I couldn't see more then a saber-length infront of me, and I never knew what the thick blanket of snow over the ice could be hiding: Crevasses, weak ice, more snow. Anything, for that matter.
Although the snow had thawed back on the ridge, it stayed here. Why, I don't know. But it did.
I don't know how long I've been walking - in the fog I can't see the sun - but I think it's been about an hour. I look around, hoping to find that the fog had cleared a bit, but I end up drooping my head in disapointment.
Just as I begin to think about turning back before I get too lost, I feel thhe ground shift undernethe me. Then there was a sickening crack, and the next thing I know I was plunging into icy water.
The shock and cold of the water froze me for a second. After I regain my senses I look around, searching through the blackness of the water for a ray of sunlight to find my way back to the surface. Panic grips my chest when I can't find it. I must have been swept farther than I thought.
I finally spot it a few hundred saber-lengths away and try to swim towards it. But it's no use, the current's aginst me and is forcing me even farther away from the hole. Refusing to give up, I try to feel the ice above my head as I'm pushed along, searching for any more weak spots I might be able to claw through. But I can't find any. My body's getting weaker and weaker every second. Finally surrendering, I just stop and let myself be thrown along with the current. It eventually sweeps me into a spot that's not covered with ice. I try to swim upwards, but my legs refuse to move. I feel myself sinking, sinking. Lower and lower, until the surface becomes just a point of light that seemed as distant as a star. I let out my air and watch my bubbles float to the surface. Well this is it. I shut my eyes and wait for the numbing sensation, relaxing as I sank.
But then I felt somthing grasp my scruff, and I'm lifted upwards.
A/N: Yeah. The next one will be the last of the 'Shira's Past' chapters. The next few afterwords might not be as interesting, but they're vital for the storyline. Anywho, till next time.
Sianii Out!
Peace!