Flurry hurt, physically for sure but her aching body seemed to have started poking at some still pretty fresh mental wounds too. Her physical wounds were nothing Sakana couldn't fix later. The last thing she wanted right now was to watch everyone else mingle while she sat there, just watching. She was feeling... Hollow... With her litter mates gone she was faced with just how much she didn't have anyone else to lean on. Okay she had her other family but shit wasn't exactly easy with her parents right now and her younger siblings, though she adored them... They couldn't really replace companions her own age. She'd made sure to make sure Sid was gonna be alright and she'd tell her younger sister all about how she'd been avenged later, right now she just wanted to be away.
Flurry had had plenty of flirtationships, even had some wolves flirt back but well... Flurry was someone you had some fun fooling around with for a while but when it was time to go back to your real life? Forgotten. Disposable. Guess she just had that kinda face. Or whatever it was. Frankly she wasn't really sure she knew how to make friends, she just knew how to flirt but if she had a choice she didn't even need anything romantic she just wanted one wolf who could care enough to not fuck off out of her life the moment their meeting was done. Someone to just hang around, check in from time to time y'know?
The physical and emotional exhaustion was catching up to her and wallowing a bit in her own feelings Flurry let herself fall onto her side, hitting the ground with an audible splat. Mud. It wasn't like things weren't lonely out here, but at least here she didn't have to watch everyone else not be lonely while she was. Flurry, not for the first time, wished she could go back to before. Before she'd decided to stay, before she'd fucked up everything between herself and her father... Before she'd realized how hard everything was. She just wanted things to be fun again, and not even the raid had been able to be that, not when some grown ass woman had decided to maim a child... Maybe it was the anger leaving her that had left Flurry feeling so hollow, but it had also left her raw, feeling more weak to her own self-doubts than she'd otherwise be happy to admit.
Maybe it was less not wanting to be around the others while feeling like an outsider and maybe it was more Flurry being keenly aware this sort of weakness wasn't something she was allowed to show. Not to her father and not to her pack, so maybe she'd really just come out here so she could wallow for half an hour before she dragged her sorry ass back to the raiding party. Probably best to try and avoid getting mud in her shoulder wound then. What a sight she must have been, a big lump of mud and blood and sad stares off into the middle distance. She didn't cry, didn't even whimper just sort of, zoned out.
