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The woman had been alone ever since Jiva came to the borders, feeling the muddle of emotions she was experiencing was grounds enough to distance herself from her fellow packmates and friends. Two of them churned stronger then others, hurt and anger. The usually sunny woman was angry that he had the gall to approach her on her borders, surrounded by her culture, and say that what they did with the dead was wrong. He was wrong. Did she come onto his borders and disrespect his pack? No. He was rude and selfish, and she felt strongly about these two traits seeing as he even told her he liked someone else, just as he liked her. The youth felt disgusted, she had never heard of liking two people at once and frankly, that was wrong. Clearly she was the better choice, she was strong, beautiful, warrior-esque and a healer. What was that other female? Clumsy, foolish and injured.
She snorted in annoyed fashion, long legs stalking through the tall grasses of the waste. Naturally, she was trying to clear her head of the whole mess but it wasn't working. Instead of simply walking about, there needed to be something to actually push the thoughts of the disrespectful male from her mind. The woman searched with her bi-colored gaze, looking, hoping for something to distract her. An exasperated sigh exited her maw after a few short minutes, she was too high strung right now to actually focus herself. Unknowingly her feet had taken her to the rocky shore she had met Angel on, and a small smile stained her lips. He was alright. Idly she wondered if they would meet again, and reasoned that being in the same pack she was bound to run across him and his beautiful horse some point in time. Her fingers tingled with the memory of touching the beast's face, it was thrilling and terrifying at the same time.
A light breeze floated across this section of Inferni, ruffling her fur and tousling her hair. It was peaceful here. Maybe she would stay awhile and sort out her mind. Striding up to the waters edge, she looked around before seating herself just out of reach of the water and stared out across the blue surface, letting herself slowly sink into her thoughts.
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