3 hours ago
One moment, she had been nestled into a plush pile of bedding, pelts and fabrics galore— the next, her eyes met the glistening forms of shattered icebergs, illuminated by the blackened sand.
Hrefna stirred, muted olive eyes peeling open against the crisp salted air. Waves crashed against the shore somewhere from behind, seabirds swooping through the winds overhead. Fluttering lashes brushed away the remnants of sleep and dusted sand, her limbs feeling like jelly and her stomach seasick. Her insides rolled with anguish as the stone-furred woman rose to her paws, swaying lightly against the warm wind. Spanning for what seemed like miles was black sand, warm between her toes. Speckled across the beach were shards of diamond-like ice, washed up from the frozen ocean.
She sucked in a breath, olive eyes taking in her new surroundings, her expression a mixture of confusion and admiration. A place of such beauty, almost reminiscent of her homelands. Cool northern air swept through her dark pelt, the numbness in her limbs beginning to fade.
Swallowing her curiosity made her painfully aware of how dry her throat was, hoarse and raw, as if she hadn’t seen water in days.
She had not been raised to simply stand and gawk at this beach— a pitiful fate should it become hers. Hrefna, testing the waters, began a slow trek across the sands, feeling it sift between her paws with each careful stride. The beach seemed desolate save for herself, though the faint scents of others drifted about, a quiet reminder she was not entirely alone.
Hrefna stirred, muted olive eyes peeling open against the crisp salted air. Waves crashed against the shore somewhere from behind, seabirds swooping through the winds overhead. Fluttering lashes brushed away the remnants of sleep and dusted sand, her limbs feeling like jelly and her stomach seasick. Her insides rolled with anguish as the stone-furred woman rose to her paws, swaying lightly against the warm wind. Spanning for what seemed like miles was black sand, warm between her toes. Speckled across the beach were shards of diamond-like ice, washed up from the frozen ocean.
She sucked in a breath, olive eyes taking in her new surroundings, her expression a mixture of confusion and admiration. A place of such beauty, almost reminiscent of her homelands. Cool northern air swept through her dark pelt, the numbness in her limbs beginning to fade.
Swallowing her curiosity made her painfully aware of how dry her throat was, hoarse and raw, as if she hadn’t seen water in days.
She had not been raised to simply stand and gawk at this beach— a pitiful fate should it become hers. Hrefna, testing the waters, began a slow trek across the sands, feeling it sift between her paws with each careful stride. The beach seemed desolate save for herself, though the faint scents of others drifted about, a quiet reminder she was not entirely alone.