04-21-2010, 09:31 AM
She had avoided the pack, she had avoided all faces actually since recent events had come down. She'd assisted in bringing information to Inferni but she had disappeared shortly after for no reason at all, atleast none she could offer if asked. She had been fighting her own personal demons and it had been a long and dark battle. The silvery woman had lost enough weight that it showed and her normally pristine appearance had been disheveled and bedraggled. To her it didn't really matter anymore so she just let time take it's holdand do the work she wasn't able to do.
Her eyes scanned across the lands as she watched the waves crash upon the shattered shore down below. Her hands worried at the small blades of grass as she wove them and plaited them. She was barely away of what she was doing but she knew it was something atleast. She pondered going to find Djinn but she wasn't even sure if she wanted to spend the time in the company of the mustang. It had taken a while but the horse had finally grown to trust her but even the gaze of the beast was too much, as though she knew there was something eating away at the packmember.
Growling in disgust Firefly let the weaving slip from her fingers as her shoulders sagged. She wouldn't admit that she missed the company of others, of the jesting of the king, the quiet ways of Ruri or eve Haven's solid patience and protection over the pack. She just didn't know what to do anymore and she wasn't for certain if she even belonged here still, even if she had helped to build the place.
Her eyes scanned across the lands as she watched the waves crash upon the shattered shore down below. Her hands worried at the small blades of grass as she wove them and plaited them. She was barely away of what she was doing but she knew it was something atleast. She pondered going to find Djinn but she wasn't even sure if she wanted to spend the time in the company of the mustang. It had taken a while but the horse had finally grown to trust her but even the gaze of the beast was too much, as though she knew there was something eating away at the packmember.
Growling in disgust Firefly let the weaving slip from her fingers as her shoulders sagged. She wouldn't admit that she missed the company of others, of the jesting of the king, the quiet ways of Ruri or eve Haven's solid patience and protection over the pack. She just didn't know what to do anymore and she wasn't for certain if she even belonged here still, even if she had helped to build the place.