The scent of the deer pelt made her sigh, but the softness of the fur was even better. Lying down in it's softness she took in a ridged breath. Her wounds burned like lava. The pain leaking into her soul. Some of it was mental, she hadn't stopped pressuring her mind since the moment she had woken up. Who was she? Who were these people to her? What was her favorite food? She laied down on the floor with the deer skin wrapped around her body. What would this do to her life? Had she lost everything with her memories?
The sound of the boys voice drew her out of thinking, suddenly it made her remember how tired she really was. Looking at him she wondered what his name was, or if she had been close to him. Her yellow eyes watched him intensly. His words seemed to draw the others back inside, which made her body tense. The women called out a name, the name that the husky had said was hers. Svara. It was a start at figuring out who she was.
As they walked in she sat up pain laced through her body, but she ignored it. Most likely she was making the wounds bleed again. Why did she know that? A part of her had already guessed she had been a healer, who else would she know the smell of the herbs that she scented, or the treatments she could take to lessen her pain? Yet she couldn't tell these people that seemed to love her, who they were. The golden female made her heart throb, and the urge to go to her was almost unresistable, but her pain kept her from moving to much.
The male with one arm and a beautiful face walked in. His voice was strong and deep and it made her heart race. Who was he? He spoke like a king and she couldn't help but listen. His passionate words made a grin come to the red she wolfs face. She looked at him with her yellow eye, his words making her heart beat faster. A pack, so that was what these people were to her. This was her family. The golden female, the king, the husky, the body, and the blind girl. These were her pack, they had come and rescued her from death. A sigh of comfort passed through her lips. She no longer had fear of this blue eyed demon, she had a family that would protect her from him. Her eyes drooped as she began to feel more weary. Her gaze was locked on Jac and their was a strength in her yellow orbs.
"my king.........my family.........my pack" She laied down and let her eyes close exahstion consuming her. She might not know who she is, but she had something for the moment that was hers.