She was sitting on the cliffs edge again. The waters came in and out eating at the sharp ridge at the bottom. The she wolf was couldn't help but accept she was lonely. It wasn't like she didn't love her pack, and it's members. She loved everyone here. Firefly, Leroy, Jac, and Haven. All the others included. In her own mind though, she felt like she didn't deserve them. Not after everything. Leaning her wolf head on her paws she lay their in her unshifted form doing nothing but watch the clouds drift over the sky.
She had had a dream the night before that Haku soul stood above her his blue eyes bright as a demons, but as he went to kill her a form pulled him off and then he was gone. The Shadowed figure came back to look down at her, but she couldn't see his face, only his eyes. Svara was sure if she seen them in real life she would remember them. Sighing dramaticly she stood up and shook off her grass covered coat. She needed to hunt, to feel alive. A smile pulled at the she wolfs lips. Her mood rose with the thought and she turned tail and started into the woods. Her tail held high and her paws lifting long and fast to move her towards the prey.