08-05-2009, 04:12 PM
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This is in Arachnea's Revenge. Word Count: 387
time will heal even a heart of steel
The meeting with the female from Phenix Valley had opened her eyes: why did she spend so much time inside the boundaries of her pack lands? She hadn't realized it until then, but she avoided leaving that safe haven as best she could. And why should she? Was she not the cousin of the alpha female of the largest pack around here? Or at least one of the largest packs, she didn't know anymore. She didn't involve herself, didn't partake in things she should be a part of. Ril'O's death. Her nephews' disappearance. Cwmfen's birth. She'd not been there, she hadn't done anything to help. It was shameful, and she knew now that she had to get out. Leaving the boundaries that day to speak to Geneva had proved something to her. She only stayed because she was weak and afraid, and she had no intention of staying that way! Just because Lubomir never spoke to her, just because he wasn't always there when she woke up in the morning, it didn't mean she should sit inside and wait for him. And feel pity for herself. She was the sister of Haku Soul, after all. None dared lay a finger on her, and if they did they would certainly feel the wrath of the teeth of her family. She would believe that to the grave.
Her four-legged body carried her across the scenery in a rugged manner, as if she was angry or simply particularly decisive. She was determined, but not angry, and her vividly green eyes scanned her surroundings as she walked. Why she was in her four-legged form, when she didn't really like it, she didn't know, but it didn't matter. She didn't know why she did the things she did these days, but hopefully some new impulses could help her clear her mind of images she wanted to rid herself of. Fresh places, new impulses - she was back in the isolated state she'd been in as a yearling, exploring the world in solitude, when her family left her to care for herself. It was Lubomir who had left her now, but it didn't change the fact that she felt abandoned. But this time she wouldn't run, she just needed to get away from Dahlia a little bit. Not for long, just a little.
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This is in Arachnea's Revenge. Word Count: 387
The meeting with the female from Phenix Valley had opened her eyes: why did she spend so much time inside the boundaries of her pack lands? She hadn't realized it until then, but she avoided leaving that safe haven as best she could. And why should she? Was she not the cousin of the alpha female of the largest pack around here? Or at least one of the largest packs, she didn't know anymore. She didn't involve herself, didn't partake in things she should be a part of. Ril'O's death. Her nephews' disappearance. Cwmfen's birth. She'd not been there, she hadn't done anything to help. It was shameful, and she knew now that she had to get out. Leaving the boundaries that day to speak to Geneva had proved something to her. She only stayed because she was weak and afraid, and she had no intention of staying that way! Just because Lubomir never spoke to her, just because he wasn't always there when she woke up in the morning, it didn't mean she should sit inside and wait for him. And feel pity for herself. She was the sister of Haku Soul, after all. None dared lay a finger on her, and if they did they would certainly feel the wrath of the teeth of her family. She would believe that to the grave.
Her four-legged body carried her across the scenery in a rugged manner, as if she was angry or simply particularly decisive. She was determined, but not angry, and her vividly green eyes scanned her surroundings as she walked. Why she was in her four-legged form, when she didn't really like it, she didn't know, but it didn't matter. She didn't know why she did the things she did these days, but hopefully some new impulses could help her clear her mind of images she wanted to rid herself of. Fresh places, new impulses - she was back in the isolated state she'd been in as a yearling, exploring the world in solitude, when her family left her to care for herself. It was Lubomir who had left her now, but it didn't change the fact that she felt abandoned. But this time she wouldn't run, she just needed to get away from Dahlia a little bit. Not for long, just a little.