[Solo PRP] Uneasiness (Terra Stryker) Finished

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Skinwalkers couldn't show fear. But as Terra continued to wing her way over the land where her temporary 'residence' used to be she felt a slight inkling of unpleasantness travel through her. She was in her bat form and flying rather lower than she would like but she had heard about a new attraction setting up and that frisson of fear had appeared. Had the carnival come back? Were they still looking for her? Was she crazy for even attempting this crazy idea? The answer was probably yes on the latter question and possible on the former two.

Since her escape Terra had had various encounters in these strange lands. She had kept her ears open for whispers that the troupe could return. Nothing had ever materialized in the way of rumors so the mare had felt at ease with settling in. She'd made enemies that was clear. But she'd also learned more about skinwalkers in general. She'd even found more cursed 'walkers of her kind. Bats that is. She wasn't unique anymore. That realization was an eye-opener but Terra didn't care so much. Remaining free was her ambition.

That was why she was now circling overhead of the strange assortment of rickety wagons. Her high-pitched vocalizations painting an image of those that lingered on the ground below. What she remembered from the Blood Moon Carnival did not match the map that was forming now. Chittering softly Terra winged her way around the clearing - double and even triple checking. Nothing matched up. There was nothing to link this group to the one she'd escaped from last year.

Her examination was complete. Terra banked sharply to the left and flew off into the night. The identity of the troupe would remain a mystery. It wasn't the Carnival. That was the only thing that mattered. Had it been ... well who knows what would have happened.  

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Terra was back. She strode into the clearing in her larger form as she inspected the empty lands. Her long period of absence from what she deemed necessary reconnaissance was due to the hunger that had seized her. While hunting Terra had also learned to accept that she held fear in her heart of the Carnival. She gave a weak snort as she examined a banked campfire. After all that she had gone through it'd be folly not to have a healthy dose of fear of the place. Using the tip of her left wing Terra scattered the ashes of the long dead fire as a maniacal laugh erupted from her. Cracked, scatterbrained - hardly. The laughter was chilling but ultimately a sign of relief from the mare. Obviously she'd been gone longer than she had thought. It looked like the group had already pulled out of the clearing. Relief flooded through Terra before she turned to glance at the one remaining attraction from the carnival that once imprisoned her.

The music that once played unceasingly during her captivity had Terra wanting to damage the ride to the point that it'd be rendered useless. But here was a reminder that her time with the carnival was not a dream. Here was physical proof that she had vowed revenge on any carnival member she came across. Here was the symbol of her misery. Terra positioned herself alongside the walls of the "Tunnel of Love" before once again utilizing the sharp claw on the edge of her wing. The claw sank into the wood paneling as the batwalker etched out a message. Not one for dallying after a task Terra took one look at her scribbled message. Satisfied that she'd left her mark clearly enough the mare cast one last look around the clearing before breaking into a canter. She'd run as a Soquili for now. Flying would have been easier but Terra longed to feel the solid ground under her hooves. Woe come the next animal she came across. Rage burned in her eyes. The message she'd left behind was a promise and a threat all entangled together.

She'd be back. Oh yes. She would be back.

The faint moonlight glimmered on the freshly damaged wood. "I will have my revenge."  

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Once more Terra flew low over the remains of the carnival. She could not fathom why it was she kept returning. Was she trying to tease answers out of the clearing? Aggravation was the top emotion coursing through her system. Frustration lingered a close second. The batwalker ground her teeth together. This, coming back time and again, wasn't working. Although she loathed the idea maybe it was time to track out a solitary member who'd come from the carnival to question them for answers. It was driving Terra crazier even thinking about resorting to that option.

She remembered her encounters with Samsara and Jayden. Those two did not have to question their past like Terra did. She wanted answers. She craved them as much as she craved the sensation of the wind underneath her wings and the thrill of a successful hunt. Enemies like Caoimhe kept Terra's blood boiling. Maybe it would be enough to get through this.

Terra let out a blast of sound before letting the clearing appear in sound in her head. She'd continue to monitor this location for years to come. If the carnival ever came back well woe to them. She'd go on a rampage like she'd never done before. The message she'd scratched out last time was going to be prophetic. She'd return in due time though. Winging her way left Terra flew off into the wild. The mare had questions that needed answering. Maybe she could track down someone to aid her. The thought of how to make sure that the questionee didn't talk afterwards had Terra chuckling evilly.

To be continued ...