12-08-2011, 07:11 AM
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Two days. Two days it had been since she had found Noah in his drunken high stupor and knocked ten shades of hell out of him. Two days since she had burned all the alcohol and drugs she could get her hands on and scorched a five foot wide circle into the grass near his house. Two days since Noah had told her that he hated her. Last night she had performed her ritual in her pack's memory well into the early morning hours, finally returning to her house a tired and mentally drained husk. She was still as such now, her tail and ears were lifeless and her eyes dull, the ghosts of the past had taken much energy from her and now she was struggling to replace it from the one singular draining.
A little while into her quest she found herself having to rest for she felt weak and dizzy, she fell to her knees and remained in that spot for well over an hour in human time fighting the blackness at the edges of her vision. After a long time she felt well enough again to scramble to her feet, it was unusual to see the proud female so undignified and she was glad none of her pack mates had been around to witness it. Finally she reached her destination, the same one that she had sought to find Nayru at to report Shiloh for her crimes. In the few days the old vineyard had not changed in the slightest apart from the covering of snow.
She was sure that Rendall was here, the scent trail was fresh enough that she shouldn't have missed her. Raising her head to the sky she let out a few barks, calling out for her friend before leaning against one of the fences trying to rest some more.
Two days. Two days it had been since she had found Noah in his drunken high stupor and knocked ten shades of hell out of him. Two days since she had burned all the alcohol and drugs she could get her hands on and scorched a five foot wide circle into the grass near his house. Two days since Noah had told her that he hated her. Last night she had performed her ritual in her pack's memory well into the early morning hours, finally returning to her house a tired and mentally drained husk. She was still as such now, her tail and ears were lifeless and her eyes dull, the ghosts of the past had taken much energy from her and now she was struggling to replace it from the one singular draining.
A little while into her quest she found herself having to rest for she felt weak and dizzy, she fell to her knees and remained in that spot for well over an hour in human time fighting the blackness at the edges of her vision. After a long time she felt well enough again to scramble to her feet, it was unusual to see the proud female so undignified and she was glad none of her pack mates had been around to witness it. Finally she reached her destination, the same one that she had sought to find Nayru at to report Shiloh for her crimes. In the few days the old vineyard had not changed in the slightest apart from the covering of snow.
She was sure that Rendall was here, the scent trail was fresh enough that she shouldn't have missed her. Raising her head to the sky she let out a few barks, calling out for her friend before leaning against one of the fences trying to rest some more.