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to hatred turned.......
Aeron had spent much time out here and she felt safe. Not to mention the fact that not many things seemed to bother her as she looked around. The moaning wood area was where she had met Noah a few times and where she had become accustom to training on her own. Today though she had a huge problem, her shoulder dislocated made it rather hard to move it right. She had refused to let Leon help her relocate it. Not because he was a man but because she could do it on her own.
Aeron was stubborn, hot headed and short tempered, with looks that could kill. She had been known back home for these traits and she had enjoyed it. Women wanting her who could never have her as she was walk with her mate. The female that had had her eye since the beginning. Aeron smiled at the memory as she raised her arm touching her necklace.
She sighed as she looked out at the world of ash. She had never heard the stories as to why some of these places were in such terrible condition. That really mattered not to Aeron any how what mattered most was her sore arm that for some reason would not go back in all the way. She patted Elzar with her left and smiled as she began to try to place her right shoulder back in. She was sick of feeling the weird sensation of pain from her arm.
Elzar stopped in his tracks causing Aeron to gar her arm. She gave a short howl in pain as she heard a pop. She took in a deep breath and growled at the male horse. ”Thanks that was a huge help She spoke threw gritted teeth. Aeron slid off of him as she shrugged her arm. She smiled it felt so good. She stretched both arms and smiled. Nothing like not being in pain. That fight with the bear had really done a number to her. She sighed as she looked at her horse. ”You can graze I’m going to goof off.” She said as she looked at the tree in front of her.
She slowly climbed up high enough to hang from a branch. Slowly she counted to herself as she did curls upside down using gravity like weights. Golden eyes became fixed on the sky that seemed to be stuck in an in-between sort of gray haze that made her wish it was sunny. She enjoyed the sun and all that was here. Though she was glad that there was not an immense amount of snow though she feared it was to come.
scorned......."
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