NOVPUBCyra walked forward and paused in her steps, her face turned ugly, she looked at Zane with a crying face and muttered unwillingly,
''wait. don't tell me those licks were in the car.'' She held her chest dramatically as if she was in physical pain. she felt like crying but the wind dried up her tear glands. All her efforts yesterday were a big joke.
Zane saw her like this and didn't bother to say anything, he went back to the bunker and brought out furs he kept for emergencies.
He placed everything on the ground and started building up a new tent with practiced movements, before Cyra could blink, he had strung up the fur with bones as their frames. She tried to learn but what she saw was a blur and he was done.
she scratched her hair feeling amazed and confused at the same time. she just walked up to him and asked sheepishly,
''Can I leave together with you?... till I build my tent.'' she looked at him blinking trying to look pitiful. In her mind, she would never find furs to build her tent and she would seduce him to accept her. She smiled evilly at her thoughts, while showing nothing of it on the surface and waited for his answers.
''I have furs and bones you can use,'' he said and walked into the bunker.
''wait! '' she shouted, her hands outstretched to stop him but he had already gone in. After a minute he brought a new set of furs and bones for her. She frozen still.
''let me set it up for you.'' his statement was the last straw and she nearly vomited blood. 'why did the hell does he have so much furs?' she watched manically as he set up her tent for her.
Zane glanced at her and wondered what was her problem, he shrugged and got back to what he was doing- oblivious to sad, disappointed Cyra. She just consoled herself that if she doesn't stay together with him she will still seduce him slowly their neighbors after all.
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Cyra sat in her tent and thought about how to proceed. she has to leave this place -it's not suitable for humans.
The storm reaffirmed her goal of leaving here no matter the cost. but how is she going to get out of this hell hole? just those eight licks at the outer area, ran all her energy dry and she has not gone anywhere further.
ha! Why is everything so hard, she rubbed her face in frustration, her red hair scattered on the fur covering the ground. she thought hard but came up with no way forward- all her thinking was giving her a headache. So she shut it down- A skill she learned when her designs were giving her trouble.
she placed her folded hands at the back of her head and looked up to the tent walls, her eyes turned vacant like a switch had been flicked and her mind blank to all thoughts. she was like this for an hour. suddenly she sat up, her eyes regaining focus. 𝘯𝘰𝑣𝘱𝑢𝘣.𝑐𝑜𝑚
She hit her palms together ''got it.'' she will keep on passing through the north oasis till she can get to the center, it doesn't matter the time she gets there - it might take her 2 years,10 years no matter the time she spends; she will leave here no matter what it takes, her mind was firm with a steely determination.
she stood up stretching, feeling pressed she went out to do her business, in doing so a thought flashed through her mind as her eye widened in horror.
''How is she going to cover up if her aunt suddenly visits her?'' she can't use clothes to stop her bleeding and her sweet ice cream. no...no, this can't be happening.
This time she cried feeling depressed for like five seconds when a memory flashed through her mind.
Hold up! the females here don't have periods. huh? She savoured that memory trying to make sure her mind was not playing tricks on her. the women of this world have no ovulation and periods so they can't give birth. With a dumbfounded look, she sat on the ground trying to refresh this body's memories about this world.
