finally, catharsis.

[Fatin Kali]

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Half her brood had gone out to try and hunt something small down, as if testing themselves and their ability to work as a team. Fatin admired their bravery, and watched them go with a small flick of her wrist and a smile. They had been gone part of the morning, and Fatin had been out just sitting on a ledge planted in the side of the Mountain when she saw the first speck of the flames. She had no time to think, no time to wonder or worry. With Amaury and Miriad out there, she felt it deep in her guts that her little girls would not come home; she had to go and find them. Save them.

Fatin began running before she hit the ground, leaping off the ledge and taking off at a breakneck speed. Fuck Tayui's call, fuck Jaded Shadows right now. While her obligation to her pack was strong, her obligations to her family were stronger. She heard a sickening yelp and the crackle of flames and she thought she saw a darting of black. She was afraid, and not aware of the heat growing around her. Her own pelt matched the color of some of the embers, rising and twisting, seeking the life beating inside her. "Amaury! Miriad!" She screamed against the roar of the flames but there was no answer she could hear. There was just the crackle and the sick rumble of the fire.

The smell of charred flesh wafted towards her nose, and her stomach's contents poured out of her mouth before she had time to react mentally. A sound drowned out the fire, and she realized it was shrieks. Cries of pain, cries of Misery. And she knew just who they came from. The last thing she saw of her youngest two children was them huddled together, the flames licking the remains of their lives away. Fatin realized it wasn't the fire she heard anymore, it was the roar from her own throat, a primal and raw and horrible sound.

She was sobbing as she darted the flames and the fire, narrowly escaping a death herself. She did not find Jaded Shadow's members as she traveled, they had taken a path she could not follow. If she met them in the future, it would be a different woman who they crossed paths with. At last, she pulled herself over the ridge and away from the fires and collapsed onto the ground. Her body was crossed by burn marks, her tail was slightly charred and the smell of burnt flesh wafted off her being. Exhausted she cried herself to sleep, not knowing if she would ever see anyone from Jaded Shadows or Bleeding Souls again.

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