02-16-2012, 02:29 AM
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She hadn't returned home since that day, since the fight. She hadn't seen Teo, didn't know where he was and he hadn't come to find her. If it wasn't for traces of his scent she found every so often Gemma would have believed he had abandoned her totally and left AniWaya. She pulled her knees closer to her chest and stared forwards into the Great fire. The Great fire was where she slept now. Beside its warmth she was safe and this was perhaps the only thing that stopped her brain going into a nuclear destruction again. Deep blue pools gazed into the orange and red flickering flames as though she might discern her future from within its depths.
Occasionally Light came to visit her at her safe spot, sometimes bringing her food or covering her with a blanket to ward off any chill she might feel. He offered her a place to sleep at his constantly but she declined every time. She was where she felt as though she belonged, with the fire. She tended it all hours of the day, sometimes she saw the other woman Ralla but Gemma avoided conversation with anyone who wasn't Light. Outside of those few people she knew nobody within AniWaya and really would like to keep it that way, distraction would take her attention away from the fire.
She had arrived in AniWaya wearing a green shirt and blue jeans to covered up her bare and shaved skin, her lack of fur and the brutal horrific looking scars that she was riddled with. Now her fur had grown back and the clothes has been discarded, now all that adorned her was a simple brown feather that was braided into her long white curls, it dangled down past her shoulders and she often played with it as she was doing now, combing the speckled dirt colored feather through her fingers.
She hadn't returned home since that day, since the fight. She hadn't seen Teo, didn't know where he was and he hadn't come to find her. If it wasn't for traces of his scent she found every so often Gemma would have believed he had abandoned her totally and left AniWaya. She pulled her knees closer to her chest and stared forwards into the Great fire. The Great fire was where she slept now. Beside its warmth she was safe and this was perhaps the only thing that stopped her brain going into a nuclear destruction again. Deep blue pools gazed into the orange and red flickering flames as though she might discern her future from within its depths.
Occasionally Light came to visit her at her safe spot, sometimes bringing her food or covering her with a blanket to ward off any chill she might feel. He offered her a place to sleep at his constantly but she declined every time. She was where she felt as though she belonged, with the fire. She tended it all hours of the day, sometimes she saw the other woman Ralla but Gemma avoided conversation with anyone who wasn't Light. Outside of those few people she knew nobody within AniWaya and really would like to keep it that way, distraction would take her attention away from the fire.
She had arrived in AniWaya wearing a green shirt and blue jeans to covered up her bare and shaved skin, her lack of fur and the brutal horrific looking scars that she was riddled with. Now her fur had grown back and the clothes has been discarded, now all that adorned her was a simple brown feather that was braided into her long white curls, it dangled down past her shoulders and she often played with it as she was doing now, combing the speckled dirt colored feather through her fingers.