The journey back was long and agonizing. Each step sent another tinge of pain through the small wolf. She had yet to assess the injuries, but she knew they were deep. Cuts on her left shoulder, large ones. That wolf wanted the scars to remain and show through her fluffy coat. The shot the monster had taken at her with the arrow had left a chunk of he right ear missing. But at least that was minor and would heal quickly. New dawn was getting close, all the scents of her pack mates wafted in the air. A comforting sign that she would soon be safe from harm.

A break was needed every now and then to catch her breath, she was feeling a bit light headed. Probably from the loss of blood. Crimson liquid streaming down her leg, staining her light colored coat. A growl of discontent reverberated from her mouth, she usually kept her fur so clean and tidy. Just a little while longer and she will have reached New Dawn's borders. Then she could relax.

Finally, she was there. Fayne crossed the border, a sudden feeling of relief came over her. A long sigh escaped her lips. There's no way that girl could get her here. The silver and red wolf made her way into the den where she lay herself down. Laying on her side so the wound could breath easier. She looked over herself. The wounds were in the shape of something. Eyes squinted as she tried to make it out, it was hard to see what it was from her angle. Soon, she gave up. it didn't really matter what it looked like, they were there. Left behind by that vile creature. Forever marking her and reminding her of how bloodthirsty Luperci can become. Just like Drosnav and the other, like Rowan in that dream. A reminder that she would have to become stronger so that next time she met with Amy, she would be able to give her hell. Another growl escaped her. Just the though thought of those chilling eyes, that annoying laugh, and blond hair got her heated.

Breath still heavy from the exhausting walk back, she lay there. Thinking over what had just happened, why it had happened. There really was no reason for it. It was simply amusement for Amy. Anger was unavoidable when she thought about it, as well as shame for not being able to defend herself. After all her experience in battle, she was defenseless against one stupid Luperci. Thankfully, her thoughts were interrupted by Tharin's entry into the den. He whined as he approached her. She whined back at him, tail thumping on the soft mossy floor of the den. Boy was she happy to see him right now. His presence was comforting and welcome. With a pack mate now with her, she felt truly safe. She nudged him back and licked at his chin, letting him know that she was fine. Though the wound was deep, it wasn't life threatening and she would heal. The light-headed feeling had passed since she stopped, giving time for the blood to start clotting and the bleeding to stop. Tharin began cleaning her fur, a soft smile shone on her face. She was grateful he was cleaning off some of the blood now so the rest would be easier to get out.

She didn't really know what to tell him, nor did she want to talk about it. But, she wasn't going to lie or drag it out. The evidence was right there on her body and an explanation was needed. Fayne's smile faded as she looked up at him. A flood of emotions hit her, she wanted nothing more than to curl up in a ball and cry. Still terrified from the whole experience. It almost felt like this was all a dream that she would wake up from at any moment. The only thing letting her know this was real, was the stinging pain of the fresh wound and the scent of blood. She gave a soft whine, looking to the floor as she determined the best thing to say. "They're monsters...the Luperci. She's a monster." The silver wolf trembled as she held all the different emotions, trying her best to keep a composed demeanor. She was on the edge of a mental breakdown.

Fayne could tell that this situation was causing trouble for Tharin. Worry in his eyes. Part of her wished she didn't burden him with her problems. But most of her wanted him to stay, glad that he was the first face she saw upon return. She felt much safer with the strong wolf here near her. Her sense of security had been virtually torn down by Amy, she did more than physical trauma to the she wolf. Fayne's trust for Luperci was now a fragile thing. Though, the majority of her pack mates were infected with the virus and so was she. It was a strange concept. Tharin's skull came to mesh against her own, another whine escaping her. A deep growl came vibrating from his throat, a protective and angered sound from the normally docile male. The strong sound caused her ears to flatten on her head. Surprised of the calm wolves reaction.

Her companion's warm body came to nestle next to her. She propped herself up and laid her head near his front paws, looking up at him. The emotions within her being held back by a very delicate barrier. Having Tharin close to her gave her the sense that her emotions should be let out, but she didn't want him to see her like that. He was worried enough without the extra hassle of her broken spirit. It would mend itself with time, she hoped. Her head was brought back up by his question, ears still flattened. She hesitated to tell him for a few moments. Her voice was trembling when she finally got the words out. "She told me her name was..A-...Amy Sunders." Fayne's eyes shifted to the ground as she tried to scrounge up the strength to hold herself together.

The meaningfulness in Tharin's voice, the way he nearly growled the words, it sent shivers down Fayne's spine. He was hell bent on protecting her and she couldn't help but feel grateful for him. The injured she wolf gave Tharin some more licks around his muzzle and his ears hoping to calm him down a bit. His hackles raised on his back in a defensive posture. "I know I'm safe here, with you and all New Dawn's members. Thank you Tharin. Though his protective attitude was welcome, Fayne couldn't help but feel bad. She was becoming a burden. She wouldn't be able to hunt for herself, or even leave the New Dawn borders until her wounds healed. Who knows when she would even feel safe to leave the borders at all. Before then, she would have to find someone who could teach her how to fight. Specifically against Luperci, and if possible, without having to shift to fight Amy. The fear was subsiding with help of these thoughts. Fayne lowered her head and looked up at Tharin again.

"I'm going to get stronger, then I'm going to fight her. I'll make her regret what she did to me." Fayne's face was blank. No anger, no fear left in her eyes, only hints of determination. She knew what had to be done and she would do it. After all she's been through, she owed it to herself to fight back for once. Constantly running from from those monsters, trying to find a life for herself where she didn't have to worry. Now she saw that it wasn't possible. The docile and happy wolf she'd always been, it would have to change some. She needed to become stronger. Fayne nuzzled her head into Tharin's shoulder, soaking up safe feeling his posture and attitude was giving her.