Post by Phoenix on May 10, 2019 4:24:03 GMT
It had been a few months since she was left here.
How long exactly she wasn't sure, and the creeping feeling that her owner wasn't coming back gnawed at her daily. His body was getting weaker by the day, and though she didn't understand all the words he said, she knew he was going somewhere to get better. And in that moment of desperation, he left her on the coast, where now she was surrounded by even more sickness. Phoenix kept her distance - whatever it was that had gotten a hold of these dogs was destroying everything in its wake. At least, that is what she had heard from the others.
Phoenix's train of thought was quickly broken as a strong gust of wind crashed into her, the cold like a knife as she felt the intense, freezing stab. She had been sleeping wherever she could find, but found herself constantly being berated by the weather. A young pup like herself had no clue where to go or what to do, until she found out that there were caves which were the living quarters. Not quite what she was used to, but anything to shield herself from the cold was better than nothing.
Her paws spread and gripped the solid rock beneath her as she navigated her way up the cliff side. Unlike the other Crabs, she wasn't raised here and was not as sure footed as the others. Long, gangly legs wobbled and buckled as she struggled to find her next step to get up higher. Phoenix winced as she tested the next rock, trying not to look down and see how far away from the ground she was. Taking a deep breath and throwing her weight forward, she felt the earth crumble. Terror struck through her as she felt herself skidding down the side of the cliff, colors blurring before her eyes as her nails scraped down the rockface, a few snapping off.
Her body collapsed in a heap on a lower platform jutting out from the side of the cliff. The chocolate female tried to lift her head but was met with a searing pain that radiated from her skull and down her spine, every nerve in her body awake and firing on all cylinders. Any other Tailer her age would have masterfully scaled the heights and even made a game of it, maybe even laughing as they watched her fall. Her heart was beating loud in her ears as she lay in a crumpled pile of too-long legs that obviously were not cut out for this terrain. A few small cuts scattered across her torso and belly causing trickles of blood to begin seeping out from her skin. Phoenix whimpered quietly as she tried and failed to bring herself back to her feet, collapsing with a shriek of pain each time. The pointer resigned herself back to lying in a pile, whimpering as she hoped in vain that someone would find her, too naive to even consider that if the wrong person found her in such a state, things could get much worse.