Welcome back  She blinked at his words, not truly understanding what game he was playing at. He was eloquent, very much so, but perhaps too smooth. His choice of words was strange to her; no one she knew spoke like that. Yet she found herself approving of it, even though she needed to concentrate to pick up the meaning of his sentences. As she listened to what he said she, again, noticed how rage welled up inside her. So they had attacked this one too, had they? She wondered how many on the previous, and these lands that were untouched by the violence of the coyotes of Inferni. She looked up at him as his paw landed on her shoulder, meant as a supporting gesture but she saw it as nothing more than a sign that she was weak. Then again, she did feel weaker than ever, and thus didn't care to reject this friendly physical touch. He was polite, and quite handsome, and she would not do well to overreact because of her pride issues. Why had she said that? It was the truth, but not completely 100%. She was fond of life, and she did not wish to die per se, but losing her children was definitely a hard blow to her view of the world. Everywhere she looked there would be offspring, in one way or another. The other day she had chased down a rabbit for lunch only to find that she had small ones, and promptly let them be. Abnormal behavior, she had never sympathized with prey before. Well... I lived for those little beauties. She had seen them, and they had truly been beautiful. So small, and so fragile. Unmoving, lifeless, yet they had seemed as if they could start moving any second, and squeal for their mommy. What am I to live for when they are gone? Gone, gone and buried. Where, she did not know, and she had not dared ask her mother yet. But it felt as if it was her life that was buried, gone, somewhere six feet under in the lands behind her. |
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