the way it felt when i pushed back, (Zeit)
Jul 1, 2024 14:58:40 GMT -7
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Post by ♥ c i c i on Jul 1, 2024 14:58:40 GMT -7
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D j i n n
Torrential downpour wasn't what the doe had prepared for. Immediately the once fine-dust and silt layered ground was now a slippery red clay slop, heavy rain consuming everything that was dry within minutes. It felt impossible to outrun it, and just as it was predicted, the sabino doe immediately found herself caught up in the storm -- fortunately for her it was less dangerous than a storm of another kind -- merely inconvenient and uncomfortable in sensation.
Cantering at a steady speed, she let herself break into an uneven trot every once in a while when she felt her peach colored hooves slipping and sliding over slick muddy patches, doing her best to control her speed to avoid disaster. Djinn focused on staying on her feet, safely accepting defeat in the heart of the basin storm, thunder beckoning her on over heard, as if laughing at her mortal attempt to outrun such a natural power like itself. Mocked by it's amusement the doe huffed a defeated sigh, ridding rushing water from her nostrils. She let out a gentle squeal in frustration of the event, quiet as it was, her auds pinned against her poll in annoyance at the same time. She slowed down moments later from a fast trot to a hard stop, having caught sight of an odd looking natural formation in the side of he canyon, an overhang stuck out where it also receding a bit into the canyon's base, not quite a cave, but akin to the opening of one. Djinn quickly slid to a stop underneath the overhang, coating her snow-white legs in a soft layer of fine red silt that had been dry under the safety of it's rooftop protector.
Sighing lightly in obvious defeat, she caught her breath. "Fucking... unpredictable weather, i swear..." She shook her mane lazily before pausing her body's movement to close her eyes and give a full body shake, gently causing a small rainstorm of her own to cascade down over the mostly-dry dust around her. The overhang was small, and the darkness of the thunder clouds above caused the lighting to dim significantly more the closer the eye of the storm came. Still the thunder laughed, a harmless booming overhead in the distance. At least now Djinn could dry herself off and make her way out of here before another storm crept in.
She assumed... Having slipped all over the narrow canyon pathways, navigating her unfamiliar surroundings was hard enough without focusing on her body's limit to stressors. She was far from injured, though it seemed one wrong slip on her back left leg left a deep, aching pain to erupt from her hip and hock, quietly humming through her nervous system with discomfort, her muscles were sore, knowing she probably just pulled something.
Another sigh.
She opened her relaxed gaze, gently propping her sore leg up often hovering it above the ground for relief. She was covered in muddy clay up to her belly, shifting her weight a bit to compensate for for the discomfort. Djinn figured she could wait it out, take her time and rest before needing to push forward again. For now she was grateful the overall season was getting warmer, reflecting in the aggression of this particular summer storm. She wouldn't go cold -- at least not yet. She suppressed a small cringe when she lifted her hind leg tightly up to her belly, attempting to stretch out a potential strain, but instead straining internally, her eyes closed to focus on it, the heavy rain drowning out all other life around her besides what was echoing in the overhang.