Rasp has a minion!
Kreek the Globeek
Kreek the Globeek
The Nightmare Bovyne
Age: 4 years, 8 months, 3 days
Born: October 16th, 2014
Adopted: 1 month, 3 weeks, 2 days ago
Adopted: April 27th, 2019
- Level: 15
- Strength: 39
- Defense: 37
- Speed: 29
- Health: 37
- HP: 35/37
- Intelligence: 7
- Books Read: 7
- Food Eaten: 0
- Job: Stock Worker
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"Susie, get back here!" The tall man frowned at the girl.
"What's wrong Papa?"
"The forest is a dangerous place and I never want to see you go in there."
"Why not Papa?"
She expected a solid answer, but her father was an impatient man, "Because I told you not to, now go wash up for dinner."
Susie ran towards the cabin out in the clearing, waving at her mother in the window.
Potatoes and sausage, meager but hearty.
Supper was over and her father began to drink like he usually did. He wasn't a bad man in the mornings, but when the fire filled his belly after every supper, he wasn't kind or patient.
"Susie, let's go read you a bedtime story," her mother's worried eyes stared into hers. She nodded quietly and held her hand while they got ready for bed. A kiss on the forehead was accompanied by angry grunts in the kitchen, and the clanging of pots and pans.
"Mommy, please sleep with me tonight," Susie pleaded.
"Honey, I've got to stop your father before he breaks the whole kitchen," she kissed her quickly on the forehead one last time, "goodnight sweet pea."
Susie rolled over clutching her favorite stuffed animal 'Mr. Hopps', for the nights in her house were dreadful.
The yelling started more quickly than ever, and it got louder than any fight she could remember.
Her mother's screams sent tears down her soft cheeks. She sniffled quietly into Mr. Hopps, covering her head with the tattered off-white sheets.
The door to her room burst open. She saw her mother on the floor holding onto her father's arm, and not long after followed the words "Susie" and "Run".
Her bare nimble feet jumped up onto the dresser and she pushed open the window latch. While sprinting across the clearing, her fragile nightgown offered little protection from the chilly night. Her father began yelling through the window, but her head was pounding far too hard to hear. She threw an arm overhead to protect her soft skin from the brambles and ducked into the forest.
Susie gasped hard to catch her breath and control her panic. She looked down at her dirty toes and wiggled them deeper into the forest floor. The ground was warm. Hot tears still streamed down her cheeks, but she moved further into the undergrowth, knowing full well he would be on her heels.
Her right arm swatted away vegetation with Mr. Hopps clutched tightly in the other. His cotton ears received a whisper now and then, or a little prayer for 'mom'.
Susie pushed the last large branch from her path and stepped into a new part of the forest. Her wide blue eyes reflected the glowing lights all around her and a calming wave rushed through her body.
Ethereal glowing jellyfish rose through the air and up into the canopy as if they were swimming in water. She brushed her hands through the nearest flowers and their lights danced beautifully in response.
Why was she here again? Susie began to giggle. She swung Mr. Hopps up high to swat at the willow fronds hanging down. They too danced their dance of light and wonder.
A cold chill crawled suddenly up her spine, giving her the... Heebie-Jeebies. Yeah, that's what mom called it.
A dark creature was staring at her. She gasped in surprise, but her panic was quelled by the calming air. Why was she here?
The beast lowered it's head slightly, whisps of frost following its every breath. She saw his magnificent ice-colored antlers and they were covered in dim gray flowers. The forest around him was so bright, it seemed odd that his ornaments were devoid of color.
She stepped forward tenatively, carefully avoiding large roots and rocks. The creature did not move.
"Hi there Mr. Moose," her blue eyes looked up at the large black mammal towering above her. She reached out to pet his fur and touch the rough bone carapace that covered his back. Her hands could barely reach the the end of a rib on her tippy-toes.
"You're very soft Mr. Moose, and warm." Susie leaned her body into him, rubbing her cheek against his velveteen fur. She stretched upward to pet his neck and he put his face close to hers.
"You don't have any eyes," she paused, "but it's okay, he's missing one too!" She proudly un-tucked the rabbit from her arm and showed him the creature.
"His name is Mister, um...". She stared at the rabbit, trying to remember his name. The more she tried to remember, the more she forgot. "I, I don't know Mr. Moose." One of the flowers on his antler seemed to look less grey.
Susie felt dizzy. How did she get here?
The creature sensed her discomfort. He nuzzled her and lowered himself to the ground so she could climb onto his back. She fit perfectly between two of the spines protruding from his armor and her bare feet gripped against one rib on either side like stirrups. The anonymous rabbit nestled in the folds of her nightgown.
"Mr. Moose, my name is..." She stared blankly between his icy-blue antlers. He began to walk after several moments of silence. Was it Sara? Katie maybe?
"Oh, well it doesn't matter," she giggled. His flowers began to change from grey to bright hues of purple, blue and green. She leaned forward to hug his bulky neck and he reciprocated the gesture as best he could. And oh boy did he love being scratched behind the ears.
He began to prance as they continued down the mossy path. She reached out to touch the glowing tree fruits and looked in awe as glowing particles and jellyfish swarmed above.
"I'm so... happy," she stretched her arms wide and felt the tickle of the willow fronds.
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Six months passed and smoke billowed from the chimney stack of the cabin in the clearing.
"It's all my fault, Sharon, all my fault." The unkempt man gripped her tightly around the waist, his knees crunching against the hard wooden floor. Her hands remained limp at her sides.
"I haven't touched the devil's drink since that night, and I never will again. I'll never hurt you again. I know you still can't forgive me, and I don't blame you, but I'm a better man now." He loosened his grip and hugged her more gently, reaching up to touch her hands. Tears streamed from his cheeks onto her apron.
She gasped suddenly, "Oh my lord, Erick!"
He jolted upright. Through the kitchen window that faced the forest emerged a figure. "It's her, it's her, it's Susie! Honey we got our baby back!" He grabbed her face and kissed her for the first time in six months, caressing her cheek quickly before barrelling out the door.
His boots dug deep into the lush meadow, carrying him swiftly to the edge of the clearing.
His heart dropped as he neared and his pace slowed.
A frail old woman with whispy white hair stood hunched over at the edge of the brambles. A large shadow fled quickly from behind her.
"What was that? Ma'am are you alright?" He stepped forward and grabbed her arm. "Did you see a little girl in the forest? She has blonde hair and..." he stared at her for a moment, "blue eyes just like yours."
The woman shuffled her bare feet and looked blankly at him through her frizzled hair, "I'm sorry young man, I don't remember a thing."
Frozen Skeleton Moose Plushie
Frozen Remains Beanbag
Aurora Blossom-Covered Skull
Frozen Bone Garden Blossoms