Tyveil,
Cub of Prideless
Played by Fess


Traveling here to the expanse of sandy dunes and strip of honeyed beach was hard hard enough when the weather had yet to turn so absolutely frigged. A difficult enough task for the underweight youth. To now make the venture back across not only the wide sandy expanse of sand, and then the barren waste that followed with the weather so nasty would spell certain doom for Tyveil.

Although young this was something the child understood. And yet remaining nestled in a den set in the clutches of rough sea grass and sandy soil only offered shelter from rain and wind, it did not provide true warmth as the weather continued to drop ever more chilly.

Nor did food become any easer to locate. Water was arriving on regular schedule with the winter rains. However these rain puddles had a tendency to turn to ice at night and licking ice (or even icy water) for sustaining hydration only lowered body temperature to dangerous levels. Scavenging crabs, small fish and whatever sea life washed ashore during storms managed to keep the mystic marked youth alive so far but he was in a sort of suspension. Not quite desperate enough to die in a matter of days, but lacking the ability to survive long term in that location and without the ability to escape.

A sort of...purgatory. A living child trapped in the underworld. The night sky, at least, was spectacular...reflected on the waves during calmer nights. Something to stare out at while huddled in the small den for warmth. At the moment however it was closer to noon and Ty was digging around in the sand for clams....
"..."




free code by cush