Life Has Slipped Through Her Paws Time and Time Again

*Takira* · (This post was last modified: 12-02-2015, 02:42 AM by Takira.)

Life changes rapidly, even when you didn't want it to. It had started off like another, but went to anything but when a call to war filled the air. Takira knowing that freedom and respect depended on her participation in this fight for a home that she was a slave to... She had went not necessarily wanting to but went none the less because she hoped that she could make a home with this pack... With Enigma... She found that she would fallow him anywhere, even into death...

In the mist of her first batter she found that she was not much of a warrior or protector not like her grandmother, in fact she took after her gentle mother more... She had no knack for battle and suffered greatly for her mistake... She had watched her hopes for a family with the charming white male be ripped from her and as those around her fell or ran for their lives this survives had found that she was the last on the battle failed, that those she had risked her life for, even though she did not know or owe them anything, had left her to the very imposing forces. She at that moment resized that she was truly alone, no one to watch her back and no one to save her...

She had fought, but her battered body could not hold on, blood loss from that first battle, she had lost too much blood and she faltered in her last strike. Blackness had claimed her, and a dream, this dream. Her failures piled up, first her family and now the new one she hoped to make for herself... She was truly alone...

And she was dying... Her life blood pooling under her, leaving her life on the wrong side of a scale... She was sinking fast, her breath shallow as her heart speed to get what little blood she had left in her body flowing to the vital parts of her... Left unchecked she would not make it to sundown...

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Laz may continue without me.

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