ardent

Breaking Me Down



Avalon

Somnium

age
13+ Years
gender
Female
gems
26
size
Large
build
Heavy
posts
617
player
Dragon Mod

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09-11-2016, 01:02 AM


She shut her eyes and looked away from him. How could she even begin to explain? She felt like everytime she tried to speak, her words would catch in her throat. She whined, a low pitiful sound rising in her throat. Tanaraq would sigh, getting the feeling that Avalon would not talk yet. She moved slightly out of the way so Bass could tend to her friend, and she would frown. "She had a fight with a trespasser, I don't remember her name, but she knows who it is...afterwards, she sought out her son while I went to alert our healer. By the time I got back, it was already the tail end of their confrontation...I'm not sure what was said between them, but...it led to this..." She looked towards Avalon then, the falcon feeling powerless. "I'm afraid you'll have to wait until she tells you exactly what happened...I'm sorry I don't know more."

Tan's head lifted as Bass spoke to her. She didn't take into account that she hadn't told him her name, but she'd been so focused on Avalon that it was at the back of her mind. She listened carefully, nodding in understanding. Granted, she didn't want to leave Avalon...but she felt that she could trust this wolf. Besides, she had no choice. Take care of her while I'm gone..." With one last look at her friend, she would take off into the air in search of Finch.

The tears would hardly stop, eyes shut as she laid there on the ground. She didn't move when Bass had started to pull her away from the edge, her mind still numb and reeling from all that had happened. When was the last time that she felt like this? Probably when she had been enslaved, the pain and hopelessness had taken over her life then, and it was back to haunt her. Finally, when he stopped dragging her and set to applying moss to her shoulder wound, the numbness was slowly beginning to fade. Her ears twitched when he spoke to her again, a low whine following suit. Could she tell him? He had just gone through his own problems, she didn't want to burden him with hers. But the more she tried to fight it, the more her chest tightened. "They...they hate me...I failed..." Her voice came out a broken whisper, her throat tightening again as her emotions threatened to consume her. "I...tried...so hard...I can't..." She began to choke on her words. She'd fought for so long, and everything began to crumble around her feet.


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