Civilization? I'll Stay Right Here. [Starfire]
Jan 5, 2014 21:22:38 GMT -6
Post by Deleted on Jan 5, 2014 21:22:38 GMT -6
Goods: A lot of people, lot of friends, maybe. Stray animals to help. Might find my parents.
Bads: I might die. I might not make friends. My parents are... gone.
Resting on a low hanging tree branch was a small girl, as pint-sized as you'd ever see. From her vantage point, the outskirts of the city were clearly visible; small, boxy buildings that seemed to grow and grow into monstrous looking constructs that pierced the skies. No matter how many times she had gazed at the city every night while growing up, it still took her breath away. For years she wondered what venturing into the city would hold, and for years she worked up the courage -- and necessary social skills -- to take her first steps towards it. And now, right now, she was ready to leave the forest, her forest... and she was stalling.
There was ease in Casey's manner as she stepped into her place...
There was pride in Casey's bearing and a smile on Casey's face...
Reciting this, the girl forced a smile while she messily crushed a leaf in her hand, "you... are Casey. You... are brave. You can do anything," the girl said, and she found some solace in reminding herself that she was just like her namesake, and her smile didn't feel quite as stiff and uncomfortable.
"Could be a hero, can be a hero. City animals, might need you. Parents... might be here." Casey pictured two people sized silhouettes, featureless shapes that Casey wanted to fill with a man and woman that loved her, just like some camping humans loved their children. She pictured them hugging her as she told tales of her latest and most heroic exploits. She pictured them surrounded by animals that she'd rescued from a life of loneliness, giving each one the love and care it deserves. Each fantasy gave Casey hope, motivated her, got to finally climb down from the tree and take her first few steps out of the forest and into a small, grassy clearing.
For a moment, Casey was still, then she took one step forward, then another, then another. Soon enough she was walking at a steady pace, and the grass began to give way to hard concrete that felt a little uncomfortable to walk on, but did little to slow her down. Her eyes were glued to the encroaching city, and she didn't even notice she was being followed until something soft brushed by her legs. Looking down, she saw three dogs, one little Yorkie, a Shiba, and a Basset Hound. When she stopped, they stopped, and when she grinned, all three barked in unison.
"Coming with you!"
"Helping!"
"Food!"
Casey knelt down to their level and gave each of her familiar furred friends a brief amount of behind the ears scratches. She knew that wherever she went, animals would follow, and it was always comforting to her, knowing that she'd never be alone. "I'm happy to have you guys with me, and I'll do my best to find you all some food, okay?" She barked in reply. Standing, she resumed her walk, full of confidence and in the company of friends.
Bads: I might die. I might not make friends. My parents are... gone.
Resting on a low hanging tree branch was a small girl, as pint-sized as you'd ever see. From her vantage point, the outskirts of the city were clearly visible; small, boxy buildings that seemed to grow and grow into monstrous looking constructs that pierced the skies. No matter how many times she had gazed at the city every night while growing up, it still took her breath away. For years she wondered what venturing into the city would hold, and for years she worked up the courage -- and necessary social skills -- to take her first steps towards it. And now, right now, she was ready to leave the forest, her forest... and she was stalling.
There was ease in Casey's manner as she stepped into her place...
There was pride in Casey's bearing and a smile on Casey's face...
Reciting this, the girl forced a smile while she messily crushed a leaf in her hand, "you... are Casey. You... are brave. You can do anything," the girl said, and she found some solace in reminding herself that she was just like her namesake, and her smile didn't feel quite as stiff and uncomfortable.
"Could be a hero, can be a hero. City animals, might need you. Parents... might be here." Casey pictured two people sized silhouettes, featureless shapes that Casey wanted to fill with a man and woman that loved her, just like some camping humans loved their children. She pictured them hugging her as she told tales of her latest and most heroic exploits. She pictured them surrounded by animals that she'd rescued from a life of loneliness, giving each one the love and care it deserves. Each fantasy gave Casey hope, motivated her, got to finally climb down from the tree and take her first few steps out of the forest and into a small, grassy clearing.
For a moment, Casey was still, then she took one step forward, then another, then another. Soon enough she was walking at a steady pace, and the grass began to give way to hard concrete that felt a little uncomfortable to walk on, but did little to slow her down. Her eyes were glued to the encroaching city, and she didn't even notice she was being followed until something soft brushed by her legs. Looking down, she saw three dogs, one little Yorkie, a Shiba, and a Basset Hound. When she stopped, they stopped, and when she grinned, all three barked in unison.
"Coming with you!"
"Helping!"
"Food!"
Casey knelt down to their level and gave each of her familiar furred friends a brief amount of behind the ears scratches. She knew that wherever she went, animals would follow, and it was always comforting to her, knowing that she'd never be alone. "I'm happy to have you guys with me, and I'll do my best to find you all some food, okay?" She barked in reply. Standing, she resumed her walk, full of confidence and in the company of friends.