ardent

I wanna get better



Amalia

Loner

age
7 Years
gender
Female
gems
0
size
Small
build
Light
posts
259
player
Evelyn
02-15-2016, 03:12 PM (This post was last modified: 02-15-2016, 03:13 PM by Amalia.)

She didn't want to come back home.

After the challenge she had stuck around to offer to treat her sons wounds, and after she just sat there in the bloodstained field. For the first time in her life, Amalia felt numb. For so long she had been strong, through everything she was able to keep a smile on her face and move on. She had helped Athena through her dark times, and was always there to offer her her brightness. But now... now she didn't know. Her mother had told her that it wasn't her fault, but she couldn't help but feel like it was. Maybe if she had loved him more, or made him stay home from that trip, than perhaps... Would it have been different? She watched the battle between her mother and her mate, and then it was all over. She was shocked, stunned and just... She had never felt like this before. But she knew that there were two wolves in that fight, and that Leo would be hurt. That is the only reason why she came back to Fiori.

Amalia paused at the border, the sent of her brothers blood in the air. With a heavy sigh she moved on, paws nearly dragging as she made her way to her herb den. She would need to gather supplies to heal his wounds. From what she had seen there were two bad wounds on his neck, and she needed to play her part. But her steps faltered before she could get there, and the tiny woman heard her name being called. Turning back to her family den, she saw Leo sitting there, waiting for her. Making her way towards him she bumped her nose to his shoulder in a way of announcing herself, not a single word leaving her maw. Head tilted to show him to follow her, leading the way towards her herb den. Once there she stepped in without a sound, going to grab her things. But as soon as she entered the den and the scent of herbs surrounded her, memories of the fight flashed before her again. The woman froze, and just stood in the middle of her den. Her face fell downwards, nose almost brushing against the earth. Knees felt weak, and her body fell to the ground. This was all too much, far too much.

"Burn Baby Burn"