Amaranth looked at the bones of the rabbit that she had nearly picked clean as she looked at the fur in the hand she smiled a bit. She was a mighty hunter a women with a mission. She had to get to Halifax now and find what she came here for because she had not been able to find the spot she had met Haku soul. She felt as though that part of her life was closing. Did that mean she could pass the night mares and the piercing visions in her sleep of those eyes. Those damn eyes that made her lash out at her mother because they were so close to being like his. The thing that made them different was her mothers held kindness and the look she remembers was cold and harsh.
Amaranth had her back turned to the man the wind blowing into her face it disguised him coming towards her. She was completely unaware of him. The cool air causing the hair to strain and keep her warm at the moment. She was so lost in her thought that not even the sound of the male reached her ears. She was growing into a beautiful flower and knew that some day she'd be big enough to chase after someone to love.
His words were the first thing that ever caught her attention. Chocolate feet turned allowing her to look at the male who's cold and foreboding eyes she had never forgotten. His eyes caught her attention those eyes that were so cold it felt like he could tear out your could with them. Amaranth looked at him she was lost as to why he hadn't attacked her. He came so quietly and the wind was on his side.
Haku Amaranth said. The name flowing from her mouth like venom. Her tone calm bit hinted with sarcasm and fire. Alone may be how I like to be. She was a young women with all the intent to become a warrior a killer a fighter for what ever reason she chose. She'd never let anything or any wolf take her down again. Am I that recognizable? she asked with a smirk.
Amaranth wanted him to pay for taking her tail. Her body had changed and to many they could never tell that she had no tip to her tail. But she knew she knew and it bugged her. It bugged her that her mother did nothing. Standing here in front of him it rekindled the fire she had against her mother. Her chocolate arm raised running the bark fingers through her hair and back down. I hate you. she said with a snarl she hated him and wondered about him but she'd never say that.
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