used to be clean; now i'm filthy as can be

[Tayui Aston]

Date: Fluid, set after Tayui leaves Salsola
Time of day: Just before sunset
Location: Dawn's Breath, The Dampwoods

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[/html]She had not been to these parts in some time. Dawn’s Breath was a varied and interesting part of the Dampwoods; though, she couldn’t figure why or how the lands had gotten its name. Perhaps there had been a poet who’d thought very highly of himself when he gave it this name. It reeked of pretension.

At this thought, Tayui let out a low, growling chuckle. Yes, she hated all those attempts at honour and royalty: perhaps this was why she had left Salsola. This was why a child was dead and she was metaphorically covered in blood. The distinction between metaphor and literality was necessary because she had since washed herself clean. Her coat was a pristine white, reflected none of her sins. Perhaps this was appropriate too: she hated how Sirius and Eris had tried to present themselves better than anyone else when they were just leaders. She just hoped that she had not been like that when she had led. She knew her attempts to lead had been botched at best, mostly with her failure in Shadowed Sun: allowing Skoll’s murder, allowing Lubomir’s departure, and allowing the pack to fall apart.

She deserved this.

She prowled through the craggy mountain range, taking her time so she did not slip. She had already found a few caves and a spring bubbling up from the surface here. Perhaps she would make this her new home away from home, wherever the real one was. It was nice enough and the small hidden discoveries amused and intrigued her.[html]

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