Water, lots of water. Her mind was corrupt by the life giving liquid. The last big thing she had recalled was a conversation that included herself and Nantale, the current Malenga of Nchi`Mahadhi. A drought. Than a significant nothingness took hold and here she was, not thirsty anymore of course, but terribly lost in the wild.
"Home." The word was muttered in the saddest of tones. The dark lioness could only think of it as an almost distant memory. She deeply hoped that the roguelands would have mercy on her poor soul and simply guide her back, how far could the weather have taken her? If the lioness only knew, home was truly not that far to a sober mind. Unfortunately she was a step away from delusional.
So there Shauku was, looking rather pathetic, in the roguelands mildly susceptible to travelers that wanted to make her their business. This was absolutely the last thing on her mind as she carried herself, paw step after paw step, towards what seemed to be a vast nothingness.
"Home." The word was muttered in the saddest of tones. The dark lioness could only think of it as an almost distant memory. She deeply hoped that the roguelands would have mercy on her poor soul and simply guide her back, how far could the weather have taken her? If the lioness only knew, home was truly not that far to a sober mind. Unfortunately she was a step away from delusional.
So there Shauku was, looking rather pathetic, in the roguelands mildly susceptible to travelers that wanted to make her their business. This was absolutely the last thing on her mind as she carried herself, paw step after paw step, towards what seemed to be a vast nothingness.
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