hazeldrips
Moon
- Joined
- Mar 8, 2013
- Location
- USA
Despite being a peaceful creature, Hazel had known nothing but running, hiding and fighting her entire life. She had a primarily humanoid appearance (save for her bright red ears and large, fluffy tail), yet nobody ever seemed to see her as remotely human. She was always an outcast. A freak. A monster. But she could never understand just what it is that she did wrong. She never hurt anyone, she was kind and tried her best to fit in.. so why did they always treat her like she was so different from the rest of them?
She did her best to hide and flee, trying to avoid the judgmental stares and harsh words, but it was hard trying to survive on her own. Hazel didn't fit in with the real monsters, either; they attacked her just as they did to every other human. It was sad in the most ironic ways..
It seemed like wherever she went, nobody ever gave her a chance.
The redhead did eventually learn more and more tricks to get by. Her current location, a large, lush forest near the border of two nearby towns was filled with various goodies to eat. It wasn't exactly a meal fit for a king, but she had learned to find peace with nature (the only thing that really ever accepted her..) and despite her hardship, learned to appreciate even the small things in life.
She smiled lightly to herself, continuing to pick little purple berries from a small berry bush that she had stumbled on. Hazel nibbled on one and made a pleased sound as the sweet taste filled her mouth. There were plenty of berries here, enough to last her a few days along with the rest of what she had.
Her ears perked when she heard a soft rustle in the distance, though when she noticed a group of deer emerging from that direction, she simply wrote it off with smile. If only she knew that it wasn't the deer who had made that sound..
She did her best to hide and flee, trying to avoid the judgmental stares and harsh words, but it was hard trying to survive on her own. Hazel didn't fit in with the real monsters, either; they attacked her just as they did to every other human. It was sad in the most ironic ways..
It seemed like wherever she went, nobody ever gave her a chance.
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The redhead did eventually learn more and more tricks to get by. Her current location, a large, lush forest near the border of two nearby towns was filled with various goodies to eat. It wasn't exactly a meal fit for a king, but she had learned to find peace with nature (the only thing that really ever accepted her..) and despite her hardship, learned to appreciate even the small things in life.
She smiled lightly to herself, continuing to pick little purple berries from a small berry bush that she had stumbled on. Hazel nibbled on one and made a pleased sound as the sweet taste filled her mouth. There were plenty of berries here, enough to last her a few days along with the rest of what she had.
Her ears perked when she heard a soft rustle in the distance, though when she noticed a group of deer emerging from that direction, she simply wrote it off with smile. If only she knew that it wasn't the deer who had made that sound..