Lost in your own Home
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How absolutely embarrassing.

Lost in your own home- the story of her life. This was terribly stupid of her- to go wandering through the thick forest and expect to find her way out. What in the world was she thinking? Obviously, not at all.

This headache wasn't much of a help, either. Though it wasn't as bad as before, it still drained her graceful movements and tunneled clumsiness into her figure. Ugh, why couldn't it just leave her alone? Her paws itched also, and the fact that she was stepping on pokey pine needles wasn't exactly soothing.

"Ouch. Ouch. Ouch." Lyris blindly tried to find her way out of the shady canopy, klutzy paws stumbling across the soft undergrowth. She looked slightly drunken this way- but it was only the result of pain and overwhelming confusion. Left, or right? North or south? Scents crammed her nose, all jostling for her utmost attention. A bundle of fragrant flowers there, a distracting mouse here. At that moment, she wanted to just drop to her belly and give in.

So she did.

Collapsing to the ground in an exhausted heap, a whimper escaped her throat, scratchy and sad. She was so tired. So, so tired. The scar on her face was beginning to sting in phantom pain as it always did when she tried to recollect her life. Grizzly bear fangs, absolute exhaustion, natural disasters, and on top of it all, a maze of dark, discouraging trees that loomed above her head menacingly, threatening to fall and suffocate her. She just wanted to be done. The young Lyris Stryder just wanted a peaceful life. Was that too much to ask for?

She did the closest thing to crying a wolf could do- bury her head in her paws and let it overwhelm her. So young and so strong- it seemed as though she would never get a break. And she still hadn't dealt with love drama, pack responsibilities, or anything else that might be sent her way. She had hopes Sangi'lak would be her new home- a fresh start- but that childish dream was beginning to fade. She had to toughen up- develop a skin. These were the trials of life.

So deal with it.


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