Pain. Agony. Suffering.
A noise in the distance, a pack animal crying out.
Hatred. Rage. Wrath.
Voices calling out in a strange tongue.
Hunt. Seek. Kill.
These things, are what awoke her. Within her mind, the agony of life was piercing at her heart. The sensation of suffering had shaken her. And the sheer weight of her pain was chipping at her sanity. It had all started, with the pack animal. The stupid creature, had run away from it's masters, and into the desert, bellowing out and crying in the wind. it stomped and trampled on the desert sands beneath it's feet, scared and full of unknown dread.
Hatred for this creature soon welled up. Rage at it's stupidity was awakening her instincts. Her wrath, would soon be flooded down upon it, like a waterfall after heavy rains.
Then, there came the voices. the voices of the humans, seeking their lost animal. her stomach growled. Her body needed nourishment. it had been 15 days since she had last eaten, and buried herself beneath the sands to hide from the raging storm above. The clothes she had been wearing, the cotton shirt and padding, and the chain mail on top of it, had been lost. as had her sword and chain, her weapons of choice. she was naked, hungry, tired.....and infuriated. a dangerous combination.
The animal, shall die last. First, i shall find a suitable raiment. this sand grits against my non scaled parts in ways i do not favor.
This was indeed true. the sand was rubbing her upper half raw, making her breasts hurt. the pain was more of an annoyance though, if anything. she silently slithered and rose form beneath the sands. it was dusk. the perfect time for a predator to hunt. her pale, almost soft violetskin seemed to glimmer in the dimming light. her scales, the ocean of colors, seemed to burn with this dimming light. she rose up, and sniffed the air.
"There is something more here than just humans and an ass. Something.......I've never smelled before...."