Common grounds[Roza]
12-04-2017, 09:39 AM
She didn’t know where to go. She didn’t know for sure that the challenger was going to take up the same lands they had claimed for themselves, but after seeing what they did to Ganta she didn’t dare go back there. She felt terrible for leaving her pack members alone there, but she had tried to get them all to leave before she left and she couldn’t risk taking Ulric back into those lands. Once she had gathered Ulric from the mangroves she came back toward the range simply because she didn’t know of another direction to go. Did they go west toward one of the other packs? She did have family down there at least. Her mind was going a mile a minute and she really hadn’t even had time to process Ganta’s death. Everything was a blur. It was Ulric’s nudge to her shoulder that got her attention. She looked up to his face first and when he motioned up ahead of them she stopped and followed his direction. She saw the man standing at Ganta’s grave and she immediately took a step back and was about to run. Something stopped her though. His scent reached her and she immediately recognized that he was one of Ganta’s brothers. She had such a fear of them instilled in her that her instinct to run only got stronger, but there was something else in his scent. Philomena. Her eyes locked back in on the man and she didn’t know what to do. The scar on her face was testimony enough of why she should stay far away from any and all of his brothers, but her daughter... She leaned into Ulric for just a moment. She was tired. So tired. Finally she walked closer to the man, cautious and ready to run, but she did get closer. She stopped several feet away which was as close as she could convince herself to be. “Do you have my daughter?” she asked, her voice soft and pleading. She couldn’t find the energy to be angry. Roza was only desperate and heart broken. Everything she knew was already gone. |
