The girl looks to the hand holding beastie's cage then looks to the other hand which is holding slave's hand. Slave's other arm curled around the little girl, holding her tightly so they don't lose each other in the mist that surrounds them. At times the mists fades and everything around them is clearly seen. At others it creeps in, clouding everything so nothing can be seen.
During the clear moments, they pass others heading their way and even reach out to speak with them. When the mists crowd in close and cool, they are lost again but for the hands holding each other.
They long for the mists to clear long enough to find a place to settle. A place where they are not alone.
Beastie crowds close to the bars where the girl is holding the cage pulling it alongside her and says, "I want more than two hours. Two hours is not enough time to assuage this hunger, this need, and you know that."
"Yes, beastie, I am aware of that, but we have to make do with what we have at this time. There will be a time for more, you must be patient," the girl replies.
Beastie snarls. "Patience is NOT one of my virtues and you KNOW that!"
The girl stops, and looks at beastie. "While I know this, you are simply going to have to deal with it. I can only do so much to get what we all need and I have to deal the cards I am delt and have delt to us. We will get what is needed somehow, someway. It simply takes time and dealing with things that must be delt with. You will survive. We all will." And having said this, she turns forward and starts walking again, heading forward into the unknown and leaving the past behind.
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