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She went here and there, then here some more, then there for a while...Ember never really stayed in one place for too long. The female had tried pack after pack after pack, and nothing ever turned out the way that she always hoped it would. At each pack, at each borderline, she'd made a wish, a wish that things might work out and that she would find happiness within the pack's borders. But each time her wishes were dashed.
She felt like a dead leaf, just a dead piece of nothing that was blown from place to place by the wind. She'd thought that she was attached to Storm and that she wouldn't move over the mountain, and then she had learned to love Labrynth Glen and Shadowed Sun. Dahlia de Mai still held a few bitter memories for her, but now they felt more like bad dreams...not real. Ember was losing perception; she didn't know what from her past was real and what was something that she had dreamed up any more.
She didn't know what she'd expected to find here at the borders of her old pack this time...but she didn't have it in her to fight any more. It seemed so useless now. The once strong, vivacious female had withered down from her past form, becoming leaner and disspirited. She had no constants in her life, not any more. Khaden and the life that they had shared together was gone now. Had she dreamed him up, too?
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