This wasn't my first go round with being sun burnt. When I was a baby, we didn't even know anything was wrong until my first summer. I had been napping in the grass and woke up red, my skin burning and my mom freaked. We realized then that something was wrong, but I didn't know then how to take care of it. Some lands, deserts, had a plant that if you cut it open the gel like substance inside would soothe it. But I had yet to run across it here, so I doubted that I'd find anything similar. Unless I went high into the mountains and dug deep in the rock for a clay like dirt, if mixed with mud that could coat the burns and soothe. But for now, this cold damp ground in the grotto would have to do.
I knew things would be different here, harder, per say, to keep myself protected. It wasn't as if I couldn't travel in the sun, I could, but only for short periods of time, a little longer if I kept my face downward towards the ground to keep the skin around my face safe. My paws were a different story, they usually never burned, being buried in the long grass most of the time. My paws hadn't burned this time, thank god. Other wise I wouldn't have made it to where I was. If they had burned, I wouldn't even think of digging for clay. Which I knew in my gut I'd have to do soon, but I wanted to wait a few hours for the sun to go down before making the trek towards the base of the mountains to dig at the clay rocks.
The ease of which I laid, my eyes closed, my breathing evening out as the pain began to ease as I laid with my face so close to the cold rock ground. Winter was fast approaching, and I knew that meant a few things, none of which concerned me really, other than the fact that the sun would reflect and strengthen it's effect, which meant I'd have to hide a little better most days.
My head jerked upright fast, my lips pulling back into a snarl that ended in a whimper when the burned skin on my lips was pulled taught. He startled me-- That was certain. Seeing him, hearing his words, I growled low in my chest before turning my head away from him, trying my best to hide the pain that etched across my face. "
Oh shove off. Like you care." I bit the words out, my eyes narrowing as I watched him from the corner of them. I didn't need him coming closer, nor did I need his help. Why did fate think I needed tied to him? It made no sense. We were polar opposites, and that made for a messy pairing. I couldn't see any good in this, at all.
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ester | 3 | female | 30in, 120lbs | tied to draygo | joey's botched wonder