Mars

As I looked out on the vast, dry valley, I jumped rapidly over stones, bone shards of animals, and the stingers of the scorpions. So this is where I am today, at least it’s not swarming with snakes like the last jungle. I thought grimly as a sand-brown snake slithered silently across the sandy earth. To be honest, I had been traveling all over trying to find the right place for me. Everywhere I’ve gone hadn’t helped me, and neither had any of the dragons, they are afraid of me. As I shake my head, I’m clearing my thoughts, then, I suddenly feel a rumble. Of course, how else am I supposed to live? I need food and water, FAST. I raced across the hot, sandy earth, searching for water and delicious meat. Then i suddenly went still. Is that water?……. I smell food, and talking, it has to be a town, which means I am not staying long if I go there… but, surely if it’s for my survival, I need to go there. I stood there for a second longer, deciding what to do, before racing towards the town. Once I had neared, I tried to slow down to a brisk trot, before completely covering himself in sand. I know it doesn't do much, but hopefully it will hide my marks enough. I got up, and started walking as casually as I could to the entrance. As I walked in, I could smell all types of bread, fruits, peppers, everything in this town. Good, no one has seen me. I wove quickly around all the customers and merchants until I was right in front of a large fountain. As I drank the cool, clear, fresh water, my fur must have darkened from the wetness. When I was done, I shook off my pelt to get it dry, but then quickly turned around when I heard a scream. There behind me was a shocked crowd of dragons looking at me with fear. Then I heard the same voice who had screamed, It’s one of the Plaguebringer’s puppets, look at his blood splotches, run, he will murder you! I couldn’t recognize where the voice was coming from but then a guard came up to me and grabbed my shoulder harshly, who are you? He asked with anger in his eyes. Mars, I responded boldly. He then dragged me to the entrance and threw me at the entrance. Leave, he said. But, I didn’t do anything wrong! I responded, trying to keep my anger under control as I felt bloodthirsty rage bubbling up inside me. LEAVE! You don’t belong here, you piece of disgusting plaque! He said with anger. That’s when I lost it. I lunged at his face and shredded his helmet. The last thing I remember seeing was his shocked eyes as my teeth met his soft, scaly throat. Stumbling away, I raced away, feeling the horror of what I had done. I kept running till nightfall, before completely collapsing on the ground under the shade of a rock. I knew I should have controlled it more, I haven’t killed someone from anger in a long time, and I want it to be never. I HATE the Plaquebringers curse, why did it have to be me that got it? In the morning I’ll try and go north to find a cooler place. Hopefully, none of the dragons can track me, surely I ran too far for them to follow? As I laid my heavy-furred body on the ground, I fell asleep with the tune of the night birds song.