Strength of another
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She had come far into Inferni territory. She had good reason to come to the pack of Coyote's and dogs. Her own pack wasn't much different from the one here, and she planned to use all this to her advantage. Svara had been lucky enough to find an old backpack to her last trip to Halifax. In the bag was some herbs she collected as she walked, it was becoming an OCD to take what she found. Yellow eyes scanned the waste land, only one able to take in what she saw. Her red hair was tied up in a high pony tail at the top of her head, only her bangs free from the tie. The locks had grown to a long length going all the way to her middle back.

Continuing to walk Svara thought about haku. A malicious grin slipped onto her face as she imagined his bones breaking. Of course the constable knew she couldn't do this on her own, but it wasn't just Haku she wanted to take down. It was late, her treak had taken her longer then should had thought it would. Not that she was bothered by it to much. Her body needed the movement to heal faster and keep her from getting stiff. Svara stopped when she got to a waterfall. Setting her backpack down she moved closer to the water. Smiling she started for the edge of the waterfall. Squating down Svara peered over the side down to the deadly fall below. It almost looked like fun to try, but she was here for something else.


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