Yelena Osasuntsu
Yelena walked, arm slung over Tirelima's muscular shoulder as they forced their way though the heavy falling snow. They were at the border of the forest, only a few strides away from shelter. But they did not know this, they could barely see each other in the blizzard of flakes.
"Come on Tirelima!" she yelled though the howling wind, icy finger tangled in the thick white mane "It can't be far!"
Months of travel, of heartbreak and time had gone to the journey. To find a sanctuary of warmth and of hope. She had heard of these elves, related to her in some manner, though the old wives tales her mother had spoken. She just hoped that they were true, that the aged map she had found held the truth and safety.
Her long blonde hair whipped dangerously around her face, her nose pink and numb from the cold as she shrugged the fur jacket closer around her, fighting to keep some warmth in.
Her feet were wet and all but frozen to the ground she walked upon. She knew if they stopped, well they would be stuck.
But days without food or water had taken its toll. Hunger stung her stomach, her tried muscles aching for rest.
And, as one it just all gave up. Her young body collapsed in a heap, the beautiful unicorn mare beside her.
They curled up, one last movement, trying to stay warm.
One question remained now. Would they survive?
OOC: awful post, yesh...but open for anyone XD have a plot for this one.
Yelena walked, arm slung over Tirelima's muscular shoulder as they forced their way though the heavy falling snow. They were at the border of the forest, only a few strides away from shelter. But they did not know this, they could barely see each other in the blizzard of flakes.
"Come on Tirelima!" she yelled though the howling wind, icy finger tangled in the thick white mane "It can't be far!"
Months of travel, of heartbreak and time had gone to the journey. To find a sanctuary of warmth and of hope. She had heard of these elves, related to her in some manner, though the old wives tales her mother had spoken. She just hoped that they were true, that the aged map she had found held the truth and safety.
Her long blonde hair whipped dangerously around her face, her nose pink and numb from the cold as she shrugged the fur jacket closer around her, fighting to keep some warmth in.
Her feet were wet and all but frozen to the ground she walked upon. She knew if they stopped, well they would be stuck.
But days without food or water had taken its toll. Hunger stung her stomach, her tried muscles aching for rest.
And, as one it just all gave up. Her young body collapsed in a heap, the beautiful unicorn mare beside her.
They curled up, one last movement, trying to stay warm.
One question remained now. Would they survive?
OOC: awful post, yesh...but open for anyone XD have a plot for this one.