Like a comet [p]ulled from orbit

[Soran Aatte]

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http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g210/ ... table2.png);background-position:bottom;background-repeat:no-repeat;"> No worries I'm the same, I lost the code for my table and had to go hunting for it lol. I thought your post was good though. A small plot thing, can Teddy not tell Soran where Naniko is please? After this thread she goes on a long walk looking for her lol. pushitinSoran raised another piece of dried rabbit meat to her mouth, she chewed slowly, not really eating for hunger, it was more something for her hands to do; stopping them worrying nervously at her necklaces or curling her dark mane around and around a finger. She was deep in thought, her eyes half closed, not really focused on anything in particular; staring through the low, half-dead shrub before her, rather than at it. She was lost in her thoughts, thoughts of little Salem who looked so much like her dark self, the same green eyes, the same jet fur, he could have been herself at that age, if looked at from a distance, or even his uncle. A pang of guilt jolted through her chest as her thoughts settled on Khaden, her lovely dark son, the only one of her living children to bear her surname. It was her own fault, she had named them, she supposed she could have given them her own surname, but she couldn't quite bear to have any connection to them, not after what their evil father had done to her. Now she almost wished she had named them all Aatte, stamped her mark on them, perhaps then she would have been able to stay around and look after them properly, perhaps then she could have felt more responsibility for them. There were so many choices she would have made differently now; unfortunately hindsight was only available when it was too late. She just hoped that the members of her broken family that still lived in the area would forgive her, accept that she had had to leave when she did. She hoped beyond everything that Conri had conquered his personal demons and somehow found the will to be a good father to the pups he had helped create. She also hoped that he had somehow found Dhalia and Khaden, perhaps that would alleviate the nagging guilt that was gnawing in the pit of her stomach. pushitinHer silent thoughts were interrupted by a voice. "Hello miss" it had said, a male voice. Slowly she opened her eyes and was stunned by what she saw, a large male wolf with a jet pelt, for a moment she thought it was Khaden, was about to lunge at him and wrap her arms around him, capture him in a rib-crunching hug. But alas it was not him, the coyote blood from his father would never have allowed him to grow so tall, or fill out so broadly. A small ripple of disappointment made her shoulders droop a little. But that was unfair to this dark stranger that had accidentally stumbled upon her, perhaps he would know something about where any of her family were, her children, grandchildren... anyone, even if he didn't know, the obsidian fae could do with a conversation, perhaps he would lighten her mood a little. Plus he had called her "miss" and no-one really did that anymore, the small strands of grey fur that were starting to appear along the line of her facial scar were beginning to get her called ma'am, that's when anyone spoke to her at all, she hadn't seen anyone for so long. She covered her mouth with a dark hand and finished chewing the piece of rabbit in her mouth, remembering that others didn't tend to like to see what you were eating whilst you talked to them. Once she had swallowed she rested her hand back on her knee, mustering a small shy smile, she felt silly now, sitting in silence while she chewed the way she had, she hoped that this male didn't think she had been trying to ignore him. "Hello, please excuse me I had my mouth full. Who are you?" She said, hoping she still remembered how to execute a polite conversation.

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