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Clouds loomed heavily overhead, threatening to spill their tears as a heavy wind blew through the packlands, trees blowing and leaning under the element's force. A young woman, a luperci, meandered through the tall grass. She wasn't really doing anything in particular, just wandering. Thinking to herself. Sorting out her thoughts. She'd had a slightly eventful (if you wish to call it as such) day the other day, what with Ty and Lysander. A fling had sprouted between herself and Ty, though as to why she wasn't fully sure. She figured it was perhaps because she was trying to figure things out for herself. She didn't fully understand everything that was happening right now, all the strange feelings she was experiencing.
But that's life, isn't it?
Asariel walked over to the treeline, sitting herself down and leaning against one of the large trunks. She leaned her head back and let her blue and green eyes flutter closed as she listened to the sound of the wilderness around her. She was frustrated, she just couldn't get the last couple of days out of her head. What to do, what to do...
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