03-23-2018, 01:41 AM
don’t blame yourself
SIENNA SCIARRA — FEMALE — THE ASCENDANTS — CHILD — HARD
They were disposing her.
What else were they doing in walking the unfamiliar lands towards territory that she doesn’t even recognize? The firm grind of teeth in her scruff made her wince, but she knew it by then that it was useless to struggle, even as old as she is, getting close by the age of six months. The discovery of her condition, of asthma that plagued her lungs that limited her from the physical durability she should have as a Sciarra family member has been the cause of this.
If only, only she’d hidden it well, made sure that she never pushed herself too hard on her training, then she would still be with her family, with her brothers and sisters, going through numerous battles with other families. Hell, maybe she would have been the heir of the family if she’d just done this correctly.
But now, instead of all thee glory she would have recieved, teeth roughly grabbed onto her scruff, that forcefully moved her body off to somewhere she doesn’t know. She was blindfolded, as her father took many turns in order to ensure that she would never find them ever again, wherever he was going to leave her. The Sciarra fmaily wasn’t cruel to leave any dying child of theirs to suffer death, but offer little mercy of giving them off to somewhere for who were not able to complete their expectations in regards to their health.
Now, as the movement of her father slowed down, she was dropped into the ground, paws barely catching her body as the bandana around her eyes were removed. The cream tabby kitten gazed down at what was covering her eyes- which was an italian flag bandana. She gazed at it for a moment, before attempting to look at her father. But, her father had already turned away from her, barely giving a glance back at her as she saw his retreating figure in the forest.
Trying her best to keep all the emotions from flowing out of her, she took deep, steady breathes, and soon was able to detect she was in the border of what appeared to be a marked territory. She didn’t know what to do for now, aside from stay silent, look back to where her father disappeared off to, and ever so yearning to go back home where she knew she truly belonged. In all the five months of her life, never had she felt more alone than how she did as of now.
What else were they doing in walking the unfamiliar lands towards territory that she doesn’t even recognize? The firm grind of teeth in her scruff made her wince, but she knew it by then that it was useless to struggle, even as old as she is, getting close by the age of six months. The discovery of her condition, of asthma that plagued her lungs that limited her from the physical durability she should have as a Sciarra family member has been the cause of this.
If only, only she’d hidden it well, made sure that she never pushed herself too hard on her training, then she would still be with her family, with her brothers and sisters, going through numerous battles with other families. Hell, maybe she would have been the heir of the family if she’d just done this correctly.
But now, instead of all thee glory she would have recieved, teeth roughly grabbed onto her scruff, that forcefully moved her body off to somewhere she doesn’t know. She was blindfolded, as her father took many turns in order to ensure that she would never find them ever again, wherever he was going to leave her. The Sciarra fmaily wasn’t cruel to leave any dying child of theirs to suffer death, but offer little mercy of giving them off to somewhere for who were not able to complete their expectations in regards to their health.
Now, as the movement of her father slowed down, she was dropped into the ground, paws barely catching her body as the bandana around her eyes were removed. The cream tabby kitten gazed down at what was covering her eyes- which was an italian flag bandana. She gazed at it for a moment, before attempting to look at her father. But, her father had already turned away from her, barely giving a glance back at her as she saw his retreating figure in the forest.
Trying her best to keep all the emotions from flowing out of her, she took deep, steady breathes, and soon was able to detect she was in the border of what appeared to be a marked territory. She didn’t know what to do for now, aside from stay silent, look back to where her father disappeared off to, and ever so yearning to go back home where she knew she truly belonged. In all the five months of her life, never had she felt more alone than how she did as of now.