06-03-2010, 02:54 AM
Angel made her way to the cabin after an eventful day of helping a little pup, Xion, with her injury with her leg. Angel was smiling as she had all her first aid items she had taken with her back to her cabin. The light of the moon was exceptionally bright tonight which reminded her of the night she had been attacked. She stopped just forty feet from her cabin as the memories of that event were easy to remember like it only happened yesterday. She had already miscarried which saddened her greatly. She wished to have pups but in reality she was glad that she had not gotten fully pregnant. With Angel trying to get the apothecary duty within the pack it would take all her attention if she had pups. So at first she was relieved and at the same time she was sad but Angel knew she would move on anyway.
There was no real need to tell Jefferson... at least she didn't think so. He probably would have liked to know that she had gotten pregnant and at least more pups would no longer be an issue now... they already had two moms here that had pups and it was probably best to wait a while longer before more came into the world. Angel replayed everything in her mind and she gave a nervous smirk. Looking over to her left where Brutus was killed she could remember where he fell and how Ty looked when he had slaughtered him. Not just killed. Slaughtered. Angel had never seen anger like that in such a long time it nearly scared her of him. She knew better. Though Ty used to be a mercenary she was still not afraid of him.
She wondered what had happened to him. Angel had not seen Ty for some time and it worried her just a little. Had he been severely disturbed since that night? Angel still had depressing thoughts of how she should have died that night but immediately shook her head and shook them free. Those were the wrong thoughts and they were un-needed. They helped no one in any situation and this was not one of the good ones to have it in. Still having PTSD issues Angel had trouble sleeping in her own cabin without locking all her windows, doors and getting up every hour to check to see who was outside. She hated being alone. It gave her shivers thinking about it but she knew she had to go inside. The question was when would she unfreeze on this night to do such? At times it took her near an hour or more to even make a step towards the house. Angel had to be stronger. She knew it.
There was no real need to tell Jefferson... at least she didn't think so. He probably would have liked to know that she had gotten pregnant and at least more pups would no longer be an issue now... they already had two moms here that had pups and it was probably best to wait a while longer before more came into the world. Angel replayed everything in her mind and she gave a nervous smirk. Looking over to her left where Brutus was killed she could remember where he fell and how Ty looked when he had slaughtered him. Not just killed. Slaughtered. Angel had never seen anger like that in such a long time it nearly scared her of him. She knew better. Though Ty used to be a mercenary she was still not afraid of him.
She wondered what had happened to him. Angel had not seen Ty for some time and it worried her just a little. Had he been severely disturbed since that night? Angel still had depressing thoughts of how she should have died that night but immediately shook her head and shook them free. Those were the wrong thoughts and they were un-needed. They helped no one in any situation and this was not one of the good ones to have it in. Still having PTSD issues Angel had trouble sleeping in her own cabin without locking all her windows, doors and getting up every hour to check to see who was outside. She hated being alone. It gave her shivers thinking about it but she knew she had to go inside. The question was when would she unfreeze on this night to do such? At times it took her near an hour or more to even make a step towards the house. Angel had to be stronger. She knew it.