Ahna Bartlett (lostdream) wrote in stormy_ic, @ 2013-06-11 23:38:00 |
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There were only two reasons that Ahna usually bothered leaving camp, and their names were Josiah and Matthew. She wasn’t a wanderer by nature, and she definitely hadn’t thought that she had any skills to offer to the search parties. But her brothers had both decided they were going to lend a hand, because it’s how they were, never mind that Ahna hadn’t wanted them to go out in the weather. So that had left her with only one choice: go with. It was miserable. She was wet to the bone within minutes, and the party that they’d gone with seemed competent enough, but they were moving slow, and the rain was only getting worse. It was dangerous in less than twenty minutes. Not that she had been keeping track, because she absolutely hadn’t been. Except she had, and because of it she had lost track of most of their group, and the storm was starting to make it impossible to move through the trees. She thought, though she wasn’t great at guessing, that they were close to a set of caves, through the wind and the rain she thought she saw something like that to her left. It was probably safer to head that way than try to find her group again. Even if she didn’t love the idea of being stuck in a shelter to wait the storm out by herself. It made her nervous. All of the bad weather did. It brought on too many memories of the shipwreck, which was something she refused to admit made her scared, even though it did. She was an adult; she could be tough and survive through one little storm without Matt or Josiah at her side. And maybe for once it would be brief. An overly positive hope, but a girl could dream. Shivers had started to set in by the time that she reached the mouth of one of the small caves, wishing for one brief second that she had a way to defend herself from any animals that might’ve decided to wait out the storm within. She didn’t have anything, and if it was between possibly sharing space with something potentially hostile or getting even wetter, she would (stupidly) take the risk of the animal. Crossing the threshold, she muttered a few things to herself and waited for her eyes to adjust before she took a couple shaky breaths to calm herself down. Matt and Josiah were going to promise to her that they wouldn’t join every search party and rescue mission that came along. She was tired of A) being left and B) being miserable when she decided to come along. “This is so stupid,” she said to the air, her eyes still not adjusted to the dark as she slid down the wall of the cave, a few feet from the cave mouth. |