legend of the insecure

[Agony Acidic]

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Form: Lupus

Anathema was unlike anything she'd ever seen before; everyone lived underground, the pathways were lit by crackling torches, and most of the members seemed to be social outcasts for one reason or another. Having left her father's side almost an hour ago to go see what everything was about, she started her actual trek over by the kitchen. People mingled around the common area, and she felt no need to go join them. Instead, Agony went for a romp deeper into the mountain. Eventually it became darker away from the main pack area, with only the occasional torch lighting her way.

Bright orange eyes caught the flare of a fire, and a pathway that seemed to lead away from it. From her brief conversation with Naniko upon arriving to Anathema, she'd concluded that the woman either didn't like children very much, or simply expected a ridiculous amount of respect. Either way, she was more than happy to avoid the woman any way she could. A mistake had been made, one she felt she might never repair, and that was unacceptable. Revealing these thoughts to her father had only garnered a stony faced stare and a conversation over respecting your elders. Sometimes she thought the term elder was just a substitute for stupid, selfish wolves who happened to be older than her.

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