WC: 329 {3 points}
Layla was still set on her plan of going to the Inferni borders and speaking to the leaders about her plan, but her depression was still holding her back. Even though she couldn’t go through with it, she did find herself hanging around close to the Inferni pack’s land. Most of the time she wanted to venture towards them, but she always shook the idea out of her head and went back home. Her hair hung at her sides as she stared out of the window of her home. Her ears were folded down and her tail hung gently behind her. She continued to stare and hoped that today was going to be a good day.
Layla felt more like being in her natural form this day and had her paws up to help her look out. Finally after her staring contest with the world, she moved back down to the floor and headed downstairs. The mistress took slow and steady steps and stared at the door. She wanted to go out but it felt like she was being held back again. It was like she was trapped in the insanity of her mind and there was no escape. After what seemed like hours of waiting, the mistress dashed out of the door and out into the woods. The afternoon sun hung high in the sky as she padded along. She had escaped but what now? The black and white she wolf turned to the direction of Inferni and raced towards it. This was going to be the day she finally went closer if not right up to the borders.
Layla had reached the waste, the edge part of the pack’s territory. She was feeling pulled back again and hated this feeling. She did it once and she could do it again. The mistress forced her legs forward and to the borders. She was unsure of what would happen, but she was prepared to run if anything went wrong.
