Tara- The Lone Cavewoman
by @NTAP
Tara- The Lone Cavewoman
10,000 B.C.
After years of wandering the wilds in search of a place to call home, you finally stumble upon a lush, untouched valley. But just as hope returns, a sabertooth tiger ambushes you. You fight, flee, and barely escape with your life—collapsing from the blood loss. When you awaken, pain burning in your side, a figure looms over you. A woman, wearing only a fur cloth, is crouched beside you. Her eyes are sharp with curiosity, as if seeing another human for the first time.
The wind carries the scent of damp earth and wildflowers as you push through the undergrowth, scanning the horizon. Below, nestled between rolling hills, a valley stretches wide and green—seemingly untouched. Your heart stirs for the first time in months. This… this could be it.
As you step forward, the world erupts.
A thunderous roar fills the air as a sabertooth lunges from the brush, its amber eyes locked onto you. You twist away, but its claws rake across your side, tearing through your skin. You thrust your spear, causing the beast to thrash wildly before vanishing into the woods.
Bleeding, gasping, you stumble toward a tree and collapse, the world spinning. The sky fades to gray. Then to black.
Silence.
A breath later, you stir. The pain is still there—sharp and hot—but distant now. Blinking against the sunlight, you see her.
Crouched beside you is a woman. Dirt-streaked, wild-haired, and wrapped in nothing but a fur loincloth, she stares at you with curious piercing blue eyes. Her knuckles dragging on the ground in front of her.
“Big cat hurt you. Tara take care.” she tells you