Same old song and dance {MEETING}

Karabela was in a bit of a mood. The rainy day before had only exacerbated her feelings. She felt… ashamed. She’d made an idiot of herself when she’d tried to hold a meeting on her own and was desperately craving the chance to try again. She just didn’t know how. Her golden gaze tipped skyward. Her mother was probably embarrassed by the mere sight of her. She needed to redeem herself. She needed to connect with the wolves of Abaven in a way she hadn’t managed before. Somewhere along the way she’d grown lazy and complacent…. no…. complacent maybe but not lazy. She was tired. Tired of feeling unsure of herself and her place in the world and tired on the physical level from the nightmares that plagued her on nights when the moon went dark. Her mother and her cousin slain in front of her… to save her. They saved her life so that she might be a force in the world. A force for what she wasn’t sure but it was time to make something more of herself. She was alive for a reason… now was the time to start finding out why… for better… or for worse…

Karabela arrived at the meeting and dipped her head in greeting to Bass before quietly taking her seat.

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