Wheeeeee. Set…… tomorrow? 11/3? Also, lulz at Magz all |:
Nothing had been more confusing than the crap swirling around in her mind at this present moment. Maggie, as always, had fled the territory to figure things out. Denver had made thinking difficult and she hadn’t enjoyed her morning. The previous night was a drunken blur and she wasn’t sure if everything she did and said was the right thing to do. She thought momentarily of Foxglove, wishing her sister could tell her what to do. She had no idea where that pack of hers lived, but she figured one of these days she’d go and make the trip to see her. Back in the day Foxglove always gave her good advice.
The wolf paced aimlessly on the shore, still soaking wet from her venture into the river. She had crossed that thing so many times that the cold didn’t even bother her anymore. Her thick coat prevented most of the iciness from seeping in, anyway. She sighed, leaning against a tree. There were no coherent thoughts running through her pretty little head, she just fiddled with her necklaces. One of them fell apart and she just stared at it in the dirt and leaves. She didn’t even want to pick it up. The piece of metal didn’t even mean anything to her, and quite frankly she just didn’t give a shit.
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