04-21-2011, 11:46 AM
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OOC- Location: AniWaya border
Time: Noon
Word Count: 617
Notes: It will look better when I get a table
It had been only a few months since Amaterasu had escaped her imprisonment; her scars had slowly started to heal but the emotional wounds would be with her for the rest of her life. There had been touch and go moments where she was convinced that the weather and lack of food was going to kill her. She managed to get by with the hunting skills her father had taught her; but she knew that she needed a pack sooner or later. Amy had not been control of her body in the half year that they had been captured; Amaterasu had seen fit that she would keep sparing the girl’s innocent mind. Ever since watching her family being slaughtered and being kidnapped; her stronger side had been in control. The moment Amy took over again she would have no memory of being a prisoner; all she knew that her family was dead and she was alone. All she had to wear was her old black skirt and tank top; which was better than nothing as opposed to being naked. Her pure white fur was doing its job from keeping her getting cold with all the snow around her. She sighed to herself as she looked around; wondering if she was going to run into some hungry wolf that wanted to give her trouble.
She was very unfamiliar with all the different packs and territories but she had a good feeling that they were out there. She did not believe that she was quite right for a pack; and she did not know any skill that would make her useful in anyway. Snow crunched underneath her paws and left a trail all the way back to the den where all those dead males where. She had killed them all in cold blood and she was proud to have done it; they had made her life hell and that was all they deserved. Lost in her thoughts she continued to wander and just waiting for her body to give out and collapse. No family or friends meant that she really had no one to live for. Sure Amy needed her protection but in a sense she was Amy; so she needed to live to protect herself. Having two personalities was still a little confusing to her; Amy did not even know that her other personality even existed at all. And she knew that was for the best because she was not sure how she would react to that.
Time seemed to pass slowly for her when she realized that her surroundings had changed quite a bit; and she had a feeling that she was dangerously close to a pack’s borders. She had never been that brave to even dare to cross a pack’s borders in fear of what would happen to her. Still she had always been curious to meet wolves that were part of a pack; that was the real downside to being a loner. No one to hang out with or help with hunting; it was all up to her to take care of herself. Skirting along the borders was better than nothing; so long as she never crossed the borders she was okay. No rules with just being by the border; she was just curious and lonely so sue her. Not even sure that a wolf would appear to heckle her she just looked around and tried to figure out what she was going to do next. Yawning to herself she just decided that it might be time to go find a place to sleep for the night; it was not like she was not used to surviving on her own for long periods of time.
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OOC- Location: AniWaya border
Time: Noon
Word Count: 617
Notes: It will look better when I get a table
It had been only a few months since Amaterasu had escaped her imprisonment; her scars had slowly started to heal but the emotional wounds would be with her for the rest of her life. There had been touch and go moments where she was convinced that the weather and lack of food was going to kill her. She managed to get by with the hunting skills her father had taught her; but she knew that she needed a pack sooner or later. Amy had not been control of her body in the half year that they had been captured; Amaterasu had seen fit that she would keep sparing the girl’s innocent mind. Ever since watching her family being slaughtered and being kidnapped; her stronger side had been in control. The moment Amy took over again she would have no memory of being a prisoner; all she knew that her family was dead and she was alone. All she had to wear was her old black skirt and tank top; which was better than nothing as opposed to being naked. Her pure white fur was doing its job from keeping her getting cold with all the snow around her. She sighed to herself as she looked around; wondering if she was going to run into some hungry wolf that wanted to give her trouble.
She was very unfamiliar with all the different packs and territories but she had a good feeling that they were out there. She did not believe that she was quite right for a pack; and she did not know any skill that would make her useful in anyway. Snow crunched underneath her paws and left a trail all the way back to the den where all those dead males where. She had killed them all in cold blood and she was proud to have done it; they had made her life hell and that was all they deserved. Lost in her thoughts she continued to wander and just waiting for her body to give out and collapse. No family or friends meant that she really had no one to live for. Sure Amy needed her protection but in a sense she was Amy; so she needed to live to protect herself. Having two personalities was still a little confusing to her; Amy did not even know that her other personality even existed at all. And she knew that was for the best because she was not sure how she would react to that.
Time seemed to pass slowly for her when she realized that her surroundings had changed quite a bit; and she had a feeling that she was dangerously close to a pack’s borders. She had never been that brave to even dare to cross a pack’s borders in fear of what would happen to her. Still she had always been curious to meet wolves that were part of a pack; that was the real downside to being a loner. No one to hang out with or help with hunting; it was all up to her to take care of herself. Skirting along the borders was better than nothing; so long as she never crossed the borders she was okay. No rules with just being by the border; she was just curious and lonely so sue her. Not even sure that a wolf would appear to heckle her she just looked around and tried to figure out what she was going to do next. Yawning to herself she just decided that it might be time to go find a place to sleep for the night; it was not like she was not used to surviving on her own for long periods of time.