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The second she started running was the second she almost forgot how to stop. The only thing on her mind was to keep going, further and further until the forest swallowed her whole and trapped her in its overbearing maze of twists and turns. Familiarity was nowhere to be found. She still ran regardless.
When she finally found the ability to stop, it was from the heaviness of her limbs. Blitzkrieg took in a long breath of air, only to cough it back out when the feeling of sandpaper lined her throat. She plopped down onto the grass, harsh spikes crawling forward through her chest and leaving her in more pain than she started with. After what must've been an eternity, the sharpness taking hold of her throat dulled down. And then, Blitzkrieg finally looked behind her.
The early streaks of daylight peeked out from underneath the heavy leaves in the trees, providing some amount of light to the darkness surrounding her. Thankfully the shadows were not suffocating. But they were lonely. There wasn't much noise, and there was even less to look at besides trees, grass, and the occasional burrow. For something meant to be filled with life, it was so empty; emotionless, even. The Divide was always full of noise; good and bad. There were creatures doing every task imaginable and taking up space and making the camp feel like it was more than just a place to sleep at night.
Now she didn't even have that; it was just open space for her.
Some part of her was lit up with the excitement of being able to go anywhere at anytime. But the rest was waiting, hoping for something to come even when it wasn't. There was too much fire, too many screams.
Was anyone coming?
Blitz looked to the ground, rising to her paws before she began to walk forward, mind searching for any thought that wasn't honed in on her group. Yet, of course, it came forth anyway. Just when she was about to accept the idea of thinking about her losses, a noise whispered into her ears. She paused, flicking an ear in response. It was low, but it was somewhere. She kept padding on, closer and closer to the growing sound of a river. When she finally reached the riverbank, she straightened up slightly. One resource down. Then when she got the others she could settle down for just long enough to gather her strength and get back. Yes. That's the plan. Not flawless, but good enough for now.
She lied down onto the bank, taking a long drink and flinging her tail about. It was cold, but that just made all the better. After another moment the weight of sleep slammed back in. Blitzkrieg pushed back from the water, trying not to shut her eyes before she began to stagger back into the thick of the forest. When she made it to a large oak tree, she lied beside it.
'All I need to do is wait. I can wait.' Blitz's tail slowly wrapped around her body, and she finally shut her eyes, family pushing through her mind despite all the resistance.