03-02-2011, 07:26 PM
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The wound from her collapse had been mostly healed, her senses had become quite normal even though light was still sensitive to her amber eyes. The snow was nearly blinding on the early morning's eve. The pain in her head had become numb to her conscious, bleeding was non existent as her gash was healing over quite nicely. Her fur would yet to grow back for another week in full. For now she was left with a scruffy , mangy patch that made her look like a dirty loner who got in one two many fights. Tala was astounded to even think like this, she knew it was wrong in so many ways, the gash was not that bad, and fighting was a activity she had yet to participate in. Maybe she just looked more like a wounded wolf? Not in her mind that's for sure.
The wolfess had her haunches curled into a Lupus sit. The dappled willow frame of the Djose woman was onlooking the remains of the old barn. Heavily devastated in the storm many of the pack's livestock had been killed or released and lost. The wreckage had caught one of her friends in it as well. This was not a place of joy any longer. It would need to be fully rebuilt for the good of the pack. Livestock of all sorts could be kept here, needed to be kept here for future food and use. The pack had lost a great deal by losing these animals. Out of all the destruction, maybe this was the most prominent. A heavy sigh escaped her maw, causing tufts of steam to flare into the cold morning air. This would be a large amount of work, every able body would need to participate. Exceptions like Jefferson and Noah were understandable, with missing limbs and wounded bodies. It was unfortunate, but the rest of the pack would just have to put a bit more effort in. Surely they would understand, and Tala would be ever thankful to them for their work. Maybe once this was all done they could all share a relaxing night together to unwind and simply calm down from this battering mess?
Tala was here for another reason other than petty observation. She was planning, estimating just how long it would take her to be able to keep and care for a horse here. She had always wanted one of the majestic creatures, and this downfall of devastating was only a speed bump. Surely, one day soon when this has all settled over she will achieve the goal. Much work would need to be done first, as well as finding herself a new home. All details, things to be worked out. Tala was not going to fret too hard, because production only falters on a negative mind. She had responsibility to her pack now, she would not let them down. Now was her chance to prove herself to them. If she was strong, maybe they would be too.
"speech"
The wound from her collapse had been mostly healed, her senses had become quite normal even though light was still sensitive to her amber eyes. The snow was nearly blinding on the early morning's eve. The pain in her head had become numb to her conscious, bleeding was non existent as her gash was healing over quite nicely. Her fur would yet to grow back for another week in full. For now she was left with a scruffy , mangy patch that made her look like a dirty loner who got in one two many fights. Tala was astounded to even think like this, she knew it was wrong in so many ways, the gash was not that bad, and fighting was a activity she had yet to participate in. Maybe she just looked more like a wounded wolf? Not in her mind that's for sure.
The wolfess had her haunches curled into a Lupus sit. The dappled willow frame of the Djose woman was onlooking the remains of the old barn. Heavily devastated in the storm many of the pack's livestock had been killed or released and lost. The wreckage had caught one of her friends in it as well. This was not a place of joy any longer. It would need to be fully rebuilt for the good of the pack. Livestock of all sorts could be kept here, needed to be kept here for future food and use. The pack had lost a great deal by losing these animals. Out of all the destruction, maybe this was the most prominent. A heavy sigh escaped her maw, causing tufts of steam to flare into the cold morning air. This would be a large amount of work, every able body would need to participate. Exceptions like Jefferson and Noah were understandable, with missing limbs and wounded bodies. It was unfortunate, but the rest of the pack would just have to put a bit more effort in. Surely they would understand, and Tala would be ever thankful to them for their work. Maybe once this was all done they could all share a relaxing night together to unwind and simply calm down from this battering mess?
Tala was here for another reason other than petty observation. She was planning, estimating just how long it would take her to be able to keep and care for a horse here. She had always wanted one of the majestic creatures, and this downfall of devastating was only a speed bump. Surely, one day soon when this has all settled over she will achieve the goal. Much work would need to be done first, as well as finding herself a new home. All details, things to be worked out. Tala was not going to fret too hard, because production only falters on a negative mind. She had responsibility to her pack now, she would not let them down. Now was her chance to prove herself to them. If she was strong, maybe they would be too.
"speech"