Dreams Under A Tree Nov 2, 2018 9:58:55 GMT -6
Post by Deleted on Nov 2, 2018 9:58:55 GMT -6
Cassa's PL: 4000
The trek through the forest wasn’t far from the outskirts of the mountain path to a lone watering hole half a click northeast. Cassa sat upon a rock, fixing a rope on her satchel that had come loose during the slip up in the old path. She watched herself carry out this task with disinterest, paying little mind to the burn coming from a cut on her arm. Nothing was broken or infected- yet, so there was little need to worry. Still it was a bad idea to make off without checking on the supplies. Bad call indeed. Cassa knew she could handle pain, the two of them were no strangers to one another. The heat of hot white steel on the other hand, was but a mere acquaintance. She wasn’t looking forward to what was going to come next. A deep breath, a short exhale, followed by searing pain as teeth bit tightly against each other. A protesting yell through her teeth was made, before cool water from a canteen was poured over the burn. A clatter of steel against rock, a sigh of relief to follow.
The young saiyan found her eyes rolling, her head lulling back as she tried to put the pain out of her mind. Leaning forward to retrieve the fallen dagger, the girl would twirl it among her fingers, and return it promptly to the satchel of supplies. Leaning forward to bow her head with another deep sigh, Cassa would regard her options. There weren’t many, in truthful hindsight. Retreat to- hopefully, some other camp in the region, one bearing more friendly residents if she was lucky, or to continue the trek forward, with hopes this training ground was closer than the letter implied. Either way, she needed to keep moving. Staying here wouldn’t serve well, there was no suitable means for shelter anywhere nearby. Cassa cast a glance to the path that lead the direction back toward the mountain, which inevitably led back to that unfriendly village. It wouldn’t do herself any good if she turned back now, not when she had come so far already.
Finding a comfortable place to sleep was the feasible solution to her predicament, yet even now she would still regret leaving behind such a comfortable bed back home. She had been so eager to get out of that place, the idea of exploring the world further had been the only thoughts on her mind at the time. Was it another bad call to rush off the way she had? In hindsight perhaps, leaving on a whim simply because of an old letter. She was going to have to stop making those kind of decisions. They inevitably led her to situations like this, inevitably led her toward discomforting circumstances. Being low on supplies wasn’t going to lead to much of an expedition, and it was a really long hike back home from here; Cassa was certain one trip alone would exhaust her remaining rations. ”Some adventure this is turning out to be…” she sighed with defeat, looking down to her stomach as it lurched in hunger. ”Weeks of looking for this place, not a single sign of any clues mentioned in your letter.” It had been a few hours since she ate anything substantial, her palette not taking a fancy to the bland snacks in the satchel.
”Ugh, so…hungry…” She gave a disparaging look to the stream nearby, slowly licking her lips at the fish that navigated its nautical channels. Fishing and its acquired methods weren’t her bread and butter, but a more dire factor stuck out to her. Though if the decision to recuperate was on the agenda, she would need to find some supper to assist with it. Truthfully she wasn’t entirely sold on the decision, but the day’s hike had taken its toll on her legs. Still, this wasn’t a safe enough place to lay low for the night, she had to keep looking. Reluctantly pushing off the rock on which she sat, Cassa would head deeper into the forest in search of a place to sleep. The howls of wolves, chirps of crickets, and the crunch of wild floor beneath her feet would fill her ears. Every so often Cassa found herself easing aside thick leaves of young pine trees with her hands. Moments after what seemed like an endless sea of branches, she narrowly avoided a stray that became dislodged from the canopy above. She had managed to jump away from it, though there was no question it had managed to startle her. Shaking her head to scold herself, Cassa pushed on through the thicket, eventually coming to a clearing in the path.
Smoke billowed in an obsidian plume to the sky through trees beyond where she stood. Cassa perked up a little at the sight of it, taking it as a hopeful sign of a village, or maybe someone’s makeshift camp. Hands behind her head she took in a deep breath of the evening air as she thought back to the last village she visited. ”Hopefully they’re not like those other people. Eeesh, so rude.” She would plop down into the grass suddenly, a groan escaping her lips as she began to rub her knees. ”Oooh, come on legs! Don’t quit on me now! Ugh!” The girl would exclaim, then fall onto the flat of her back with a defeated sigh. From nearby the base of this tree, the evening sunset would find astonishment in the young saiyan. She would close her eyes, breath to herself, and listen intently to the sounds of a soft breeze, more chirping crickets, and soon the hooting of an owl in the distance. ”Ok, fine…quick nap?” she mused out loud to herself, humming with amusement in the idea. Soon before she knew it, Cassa had drifted off to sleep underneath a tree on the hill.