[P] The weeping wailing calls you echo in
Posted Dec 6, 2020 14:57:12 GMT -5
Post by Natania the Chaos Eater on Dec 6, 2020 14:57:12 GMT -5
There were a lot of random, strange noises in the Concrete Jungle... the lawless, restless part of Collinwood's outer border. When a bit of concrete fell in the distance and hit some metal thing that made a quang! noise, Natania barely flinched. She paused, mostly to listen for any other falling debris. Sudden collapses happened in the Concrete Jungle, and they could've been dangerous to her and Batty if they were caught too close. Usually, though, Natania could pick up sounds of collapse with her sensitive ears... as long as Batty was not cackling too loudly.
The hyena attempted to stifle a chuckle behind her, but by then, Natania had finished listening. The two of them picked along a broken path in the streets, seeking to find the outer edges of the 'Jungle so that she could pick the few herbs that grew there, and perhaps cultivate the plant and ensure it would thrive in the coming months. Her tail flicked with interested as she moved silently among the loose chunks of concrete and stone in the street.
The streets were fanning out now, and it was becoming more obvious they were on the outskirts by the way nature had begun to reclaim this part of the Concrete Jungle so aggressively. Weeds jutted out of cracks in the ground, bushes pushed past and twisted old fences, saplings sprouted up from the concrete like it was an egg that hatched new life. And there was a lot of grass. Long, tall sprouts took over almost whole blocks in some parts. However, the vegetation and life here did not make it any more stable.
As Natania rounded a corner, some pebbles fell in the street before her from above, and in the split second she looked up, a pile of stone and rubble blocked out the light from her vision in that moment. Natania scrambled back just in time for the rubble to hit the street - and luckily, not make a connection with her or Batty. Natania hugged an old parking meter as she looked up the side of the building, ensuring nothing else would fall on her as she passed. The leopard witch sighed, glancing over her shoulder toward her hyena companion.
"All this rain is not helping the Concrete Jungle thrive... Step lightly, Batty. Unless you want to become like him," Natania said, nodding to the settled pile of rubble. Sticking out from underneath the heavy pile of rocks was the corpse of some kind of canine. Old enough that his skin looked dehydrated and it pulled back away from his gums and teeth, exposing a bit of dirty bone. One of his stiff hands reached for the sky a few feet behind him... probably no longer attached to his body.
Natania sidestepped the wreckage, and opted to walk in the street for the rest of the way.
Private for Battaticka Henfrey ; Set for Apr 22, 2755. Sometime in the afternoon. They're on the outskirts of the Concrete Jungle.
The hyena attempted to stifle a chuckle behind her, but by then, Natania had finished listening. The two of them picked along a broken path in the streets, seeking to find the outer edges of the 'Jungle so that she could pick the few herbs that grew there, and perhaps cultivate the plant and ensure it would thrive in the coming months. Her tail flicked with interested as she moved silently among the loose chunks of concrete and stone in the street.
The streets were fanning out now, and it was becoming more obvious they were on the outskirts by the way nature had begun to reclaim this part of the Concrete Jungle so aggressively. Weeds jutted out of cracks in the ground, bushes pushed past and twisted old fences, saplings sprouted up from the concrete like it was an egg that hatched new life. And there was a lot of grass. Long, tall sprouts took over almost whole blocks in some parts. However, the vegetation and life here did not make it any more stable.
As Natania rounded a corner, some pebbles fell in the street before her from above, and in the split second she looked up, a pile of stone and rubble blocked out the light from her vision in that moment. Natania scrambled back just in time for the rubble to hit the street - and luckily, not make a connection with her or Batty. Natania hugged an old parking meter as she looked up the side of the building, ensuring nothing else would fall on her as she passed. The leopard witch sighed, glancing over her shoulder toward her hyena companion.
"All this rain is not helping the Concrete Jungle thrive... Step lightly, Batty. Unless you want to become like him," Natania said, nodding to the settled pile of rubble. Sticking out from underneath the heavy pile of rocks was the corpse of some kind of canine. Old enough that his skin looked dehydrated and it pulled back away from his gums and teeth, exposing a bit of dirty bone. One of his stiff hands reached for the sky a few feet behind him... probably no longer attached to his body.
Natania sidestepped the wreckage, and opted to walk in the street for the rest of the way.
Private for Battaticka Henfrey ; Set for Apr 22, 2755. Sometime in the afternoon. They're on the outskirts of the Concrete Jungle.
