
The day was warm and bright. Several birds were flying around collecting food for there newly hatched eggs. And in this happy chipper atmosphere one soquili was trudging threw a field feeling intense fear and shame for the first time. She had grown up shelter and loved so when faced by what she now considers true evil she didn't know what to do. She was weak and scared but somehow she managed to escape. To run, something she had always considered beneath her. She believed that no matter the terror she would never be afraid and would be able to fight back. But this time he had used some odd force and she didn't even know she was being hurt till she was almost to weak to fight back. Over come by shame from running from that fight to promised herself she wouldn't run anymore, that she'd stay strong till death as to not shame herself nor her father. She didn't realize at the time that she'd be facing a new evil again so soon.