I can not bear the shame
12-25-2018, 07:05 PM
The consequences from her actions of the night before, left her with a pounding head, a dizziness that could be seen in her paws, a sickness in her gut, and a wildness in her eyes. There was more at work here then just the effects of excess drinking, more memories then laughing and stumbling through the pack grounds. She felt sick to the very core of her being. She had done something no wolf should ever do, she had crossed a line that she had been raised knowing was there. She had no plan when she had fled the lands of her pack, only the knowledge that she needed to get away. It was brisk in the early morning air, but she still found a body of water, and dived into its depths. She scrubbed her body with moss as much ass he was able to reach, rubbing until her fur and skin ached. She could still smell him, but perhaps that was more the act of her mind then reality. She removed herself from the water, shivering and miserable, and still had no plan. She had to go back to Abaven. She knew that, and knew she would never turn her back on the wolves there, no matter how stupid and foolish she was feeling in that moment. She had made promises to the wolves there, and would die upholding them. Of course, she had thought that death would be bloody, not one of embarrassment and shame. She found a place to sit, dripping wet, where she could hear the rush of water, and hang her head, breathing soft, even breaths as she let herself consider the cost of what she had done. |
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