Wait until Night
You lay there until the sun goes down, until the chill evening air hits your skin, and you shiver. You have to find somewhere to go for the night. Somewhere to stay.
You wander aimlessly around in the dark, finding you see better in dark than usual, until you come across a camp. A few humans sit around a bonfire, a big tent behind them. You discover they stink, the humans, and you can smell the gasoline they sprayed the bonfire with earlier. You find yourself disliking them.
You approach, slowly walk towards them, but you're clumsy on your legs and a stick breaks underneath your hooves. They look up, and it takes them a good minute of just staring, before they scramble to get up, and run away, shouting and screaming. You wonder why it has to be this way. You wonder if you would've done the same. You sit by the camp's fire. The flames heating your skin, making you stop shivering. You feel numb.
You're tired.
You can feel tears pool in your eyes, as you lay down. This can't be happening. You fall asleep by the bonfire, staring into it, wondering what you've done to deserve this.
A light breeze ruffles your hair and your ears flutter. You open your eyes, and are greeted by the gentle light of the morning sun. It warms your skin, and you stretch your body. You find that your legs are stiffer than usual. You stand on clumsy feet. A rumbling comes from your stomach. You need food. Today you find that you're more adapted to walking in your new form. You walk more confidently, and you can even run, you find yourself a lot faster on deer legs. You wonder if there are other people like you out there, somewhere. You eat some wild berries and some leaves as you walk around, without aim, again. You ears turn every time you stop up to listen for any sign of life around you. Surely there must be something around this lake.
Written by AnxiousRomeo on 07 September 2017
