Post by Ariana MacLeod on Oct 29, 2015 2:01:06 GMT
It had been too long since Ariana had been away from other people, that she really didn't know how to act around them. And so, that's why she attempted to stay away as long as she could. However, in her mind, she knew that she couldn't survive any longer on her own. Things were changing, and Ariana knew it. Not to mention, if she would have stayed on her own much longer she would have likely gone absolutely insane. It was probably a stupid idea, but she decided to make herself known by lighting a fire. It was cold anyway, and it was a way to signal that she was alive. She had fashioned weapons, in case someone unsavory were to make their way to the area. The worst case scenario was that she was taken by someone and killed. It wasn't exactly desired, but it would probably be a better death than freezing.
She lit the fire, not even knowing what area she was in, and she waited. She was curled in to the furs she was wearing, hoping to get warm fast. She had been through winters.. many of them.. but it was getting more and more difficult as she got older. She wasn't quite as immune to the elements as she used to be. Sure, she wasn't that old, but she felt it in her bones that she was aging...even though if she was asked, she probably couldn't tell anyone exactly how old, or young, she was.
She lit the fire, not even knowing what area she was in, and she waited. She was curled in to the furs she was wearing, hoping to get warm fast. She had been through winters.. many of them.. but it was getting more and more difficult as she got older. She wasn't quite as immune to the elements as she used to be. Sure, she wasn't that old, but she felt it in her bones that she was aging...even though if she was asked, she probably couldn't tell anyone exactly how old, or young, she was.
