UPDATED: 21st February 2016
Running to the unknown, the wind blowing into her face, she felt so free. She knew she was lost, but, again, it was better than going no-where in the farm and be a pet.
Dusk frowned. If only things could be in harmony, grumbled Dusk. She ran through the bushes, and she arrived on a plain. It looked familiar. Suddenly, it hit her.
Eagles.
This was her second stop before the Ruins of Rygeane. That means... there should be a farm around here! With corn!
...If she remembered right.
She walked slower as she could see dots of yellows. As she could remember, the last time she stepped in here, there were dogs as well.
Maybe they'll understand me?
She halted. Doubt it!
Dusk was confused. How did she get here without passing the Silver Woods or the farm first in advance? That's where they usually pass before the plains from camp.
Camp!
Dusk was elated. She was near the old camp! Maybe Midnight was waiting there!
She might have missed it. The plain was huge, so surely she must find the path from thereon.
The furry part of her side danced in the wind. They were getting unusually long, and much softer and wider than her fur.
She had to find the farm. No matter what!
She ran faster for it.
She could barely remember the riddle, but she remembered the place.
Suddenly, a number of yellow dots disappeared. "No!" howled Dusk.
She ran faster, but before the could reach it, more blinked out, like fireflies, only, once the yellow dots disappear, they never return. She stopped when her paw suddenly caused her to stumble. She could only desperately watch as the yellow became less visible.
How far could she be?
She growled and stood back up on fours, and paced readily towards the fading dots. It was as if she was walking further away from it than closer. Why?
There were little left of Dusk could see, and she was one who was keen on seeing things.
Suddenly, Dusk faced blades of green and she grinned. I'm here! I'm here!
Footsteps caused Dusk to shy away. Yellow suddenly fell onto the ground.
It was corn. It was ripe. It was time to harvest them.
Dusk sighed in relief. She made it before she lost sight of it altogether.
However, she was far from safe. She decided to hide out a bit, around where she saw a water hole.
Perfect.
She might even get home in two days.
Dusk smiled and walked out.
Author's Note: Yay. It's getting predictable! Good ol' Dusk. Well, we'll see how it ends, shall we? If you're confused about this chapter, it relates heavily to part one...
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