Finally she appears! lol sorry everybody, bad case of writers block
The cold musky area of the building at the old vineyard showed signs of neglect and abandonment. She shivered and pulled her cloak closer to her body. It had been an entire month since she saw her mate. His disappearance brought on a new found anger and sadness that put the depression that ruled fer for months of her life to shame. She felt his abandonment deep inside her heart, like him practically telling her she was just not enough for him. The blue child shivered again and a silent tear fell down her cheek .
With Noah's scent everywhere she couldn't stay in the cabin. So she came here, to the place she once called home for a while. However, even here this place stunk with the memory of her and her mate. Irritation nagged at her, she should hunt him down and demand an explanation or something, but her broken heart could not allow it. She had left food enough for the week for Amsi and, after breaking down a few times, drove herself to this place. A place that was broken and abandoned, much like her. Rendall had gotten a small fire started and had set about covering the windows and doorway to keep the cold out.
However, when there was nothing else left.....she just sat down, tried to eat, but found her stomach was not hungry for anything. Well...not just anything anyways... the subtle quiet voice in her mind had whispered to her. Since Noah had never touched her in any way since their mateship ceremony, her bodily cravings had been driving her up the wall. Her stomach clenched at the thought of anyone touching her that way. Ever since Noah's disappearance, it grew from cravings to a loathsome hatred of herself. More silent tears rolled down her face and Rendall laid down, curling up into a little ball. So her mate didn't want her. What else could she do? She could leave Ichika once and for all and never come back. They had another Kenpo who could easily fill in for her. So why was she here? She didn't know how long she sat there in her misery before she fell asleep. But even when a light scent protruded her nose, she didn't move, nor make the effort to look up for its origin. She simply laid there, under her cloak, wishing her life was so much more better.
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