Meesh
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Post by Meesh on Aug 24, 2011 18:50:33 GMT -5
The first thing she was aware of was the pressing warmth all around her, keeping her safe and bundled in her little pod. The second thing that came to her mind was Silva. A name. Her name. She nestled comfortably in her pod for minutes, or was it years? Until she heard a crack. Suddenly, the pod seemed cramped, too cramped. She stretched, and as she stretched, a large CRACK, the first noise she had ever heard, filled her ears, almost deafening her. And with another stretch, she was falling. Down, down, down. She fell until she hit the floor with a thud. The remaining bits of pod around her muffled her quite well from the otherwise dangerous fall. She stood, shedding the last bits of her previous home as she opened her eyes for the first time. The sights overwhelmed her, she looked around. Trees filled the area, an orchard of them. Black tail wagging at a mile a minute, she set off to explore her new home. She was Silva. Silva had awoken. Character Sheet: a-false-world.proboards.com/index.cgi?board=aboriginalcaninesonsite&action=display&thread=44
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