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we all feed on tragedy
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[html]  That's fine :] And Ember's got some deep bite marks where Hybrid got her collarbone, and a crumpled-looking hand on the same bad arm.
She was pretty sure that something was infected, but she wasn't sure which part. Everything felt about the same, pain-wise...just different levels. Some places it felt a little sharper, some it felt numb...she didn't know any more. Ember had spent so much time outside that she didn't know what it felt like to be inside, warm, relaxed. She should have never left Tayui--she couldn't remember the way back to where her ex-leader was staying. Wherever it was, though, it was probably warm.
A girl had to eat, though, that part was a necessity. Ember had learned fishing from Naniko a long time ago and she'd kept the rod with her through all of the moves, from pack to pack. The dark, green-eyed wolf had risen with the sun and had started fishing around that time, and now she carried a long string of fish with her good arm. The other one she wasn't sure that she could move; every time she tried, she felt a stabbing pain near her neck.
The smell of something roasting caught her attention after a few minutes more of walking, and she looked toward the area from which the smell was the strongest. She didn't know who was out there or what they were cooking...but she couldn't help but be drawn toward the area. It smelled wonderful. Ember paused when the small fire came into view, her ears flicking back. She didn't recognize whoever was sitting there. She began backing up a little, keeping the flames in view. Maybe when they left she'd be able to start it back up and cook her fish. They tasted better that way.
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