05-31-2011, 11:37 AM
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It had been nearly a month since that fateful day and Amaterasu was still an emotional wreck; she had been raped before but this had been the worst of them. Lucifer had been a true monster and had taken her several times that evening; to the point she had been sore the next day when he left her for dead in the oasis. Brought to tears she had remained hidden in the trees for a good two days; just to make sure she had some strength to move on from that now forsaken place. With no family or pack she really had no idea where to go; but it was then when she remembered Leon and the AniWaya pack. With only her leather satchel she gathered up some random fruit and any meat that she could scrounge up and figured that it was time to give Leon another visit. Relying on her memory and scents of her and previous trek had helped her made her way back to the border. She was not sure that she would be allowed in the pack as an outsider; but after telling her story she had been allowed in and she was very thankful for that.
It had taken her a while to get used to the AniWaya territory with all the huts and open fields. It gave her an Indian sort of feel but at the same time it felt safe; closely connected to nature like things really should have been. The pack had actually been very polite to her despite the fact that she had refused to talk to anyone. Having no home of her own she had opted to sleep outside during the nights; the torches and her fur keeping her warm. The soft grass had actually proved to be more comfortable than her old tent; and it was just nice to know that she was actually safe now. Of course her nights had been full of crying. Amy had been allowed to come back out every now and then; and she was of course lost of what was going on. So she had borrowed some parchment and a quill and decided that it was time to write her a letter explaining the whole situation. She had no idea where to start with a letter but of course it eventually got written. The hard part was how she would give it to herself, deciding that she might as well leave it in her satchel and hope that Amy red it.
Today however she was just sort of out and about the village as her fellow pack mates went on with their normal lives. She brought nothing to the pack and was really just a suffering rape victim hiding from the cruel world that had already taken so much from her already. She had yet to find Leon and she prayed that they would run into each other again. Since her late father he was the only male who seemed like she could truly trust. Grass crunched underneath her paws as she admired all the well built huts, somewhat wishing she he had her own to stay in. If it ever rained she planned on seeking shelter in the town hall and hoped that no one cared.
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Date: May 31st 2011Setting: Amaterasu is still suffering from her rape, and she will need some strong emotional support. She is hanging around the AniWaya village, just minding her own business. Time: 11:30 Am Character Form:Optime |
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It had been nearly a month since that fateful day and Amaterasu was still an emotional wreck; she had been raped before but this had been the worst of them. Lucifer had been a true monster and had taken her several times that evening; to the point she had been sore the next day when he left her for dead in the oasis. Brought to tears she had remained hidden in the trees for a good two days; just to make sure she had some strength to move on from that now forsaken place. With no family or pack she really had no idea where to go; but it was then when she remembered Leon and the AniWaya pack. With only her leather satchel she gathered up some random fruit and any meat that she could scrounge up and figured that it was time to give Leon another visit. Relying on her memory and scents of her and previous trek had helped her made her way back to the border. She was not sure that she would be allowed in the pack as an outsider; but after telling her story she had been allowed in and she was very thankful for that.
It had taken her a while to get used to the AniWaya territory with all the huts and open fields. It gave her an Indian sort of feel but at the same time it felt safe; closely connected to nature like things really should have been. The pack had actually been very polite to her despite the fact that she had refused to talk to anyone. Having no home of her own she had opted to sleep outside during the nights; the torches and her fur keeping her warm. The soft grass had actually proved to be more comfortable than her old tent; and it was just nice to know that she was actually safe now. Of course her nights had been full of crying. Amy had been allowed to come back out every now and then; and she was of course lost of what was going on. So she had borrowed some parchment and a quill and decided that it was time to write her a letter explaining the whole situation. She had no idea where to start with a letter but of course it eventually got written. The hard part was how she would give it to herself, deciding that she might as well leave it in her satchel and hope that Amy red it.
Today however she was just sort of out and about the village as her fellow pack mates went on with their normal lives. She brought nothing to the pack and was really just a suffering rape victim hiding from the cruel world that had already taken so much from her already. She had yet to find Leon and she prayed that they would run into each other again. Since her late father he was the only male who seemed like she could truly trust. Grass crunched underneath her paws as she admired all the well built huts, somewhat wishing she he had her own to stay in. If it ever rained she planned on seeking shelter in the town hall and hoped that no one cared.
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