The brown pelted female was very tired this day. Not physically, but mentally she was exhausted. She was tired of thinking about why she looked the way she was. She just wanted some answers or someone to talk to that was related to her that looked more like her. She didn’t know how she could find someone that was. Zeda hadn’t seen her mom in ages and that was the only way she even could of found them unless she had luck. Which…she did not. Once she got the answers she needed she would feel better about her. Until then, she was the outcast. The odd colored one. Of course this was all in her own head. No one even said anything close to that to her.
“Ugh why is everything here so ugly..” She said and eyed the skies seeing how dark they were getting which made a smile come to her face. It was going to rain. She couldn’t wait for something like this. When she felt the first rain drop, she giggled with glee and plopped right down in the open plain. “Yes! First rain since I was in that horrible basket!” She shouted and gave a bored yawn. Maybe she could find something to do today? She needed to get more recruits for her gang as soon as she could. Four spots were still empty and she hated it. She could cause trouble herself, but she really wanted others to help.
