Nobody's Home
07-16-2013, 11:07 PM
Skull snapping towards the sound of another wolf, Feather surveyed her with a cold, hard gaze. Her tone was filled with pure hatred, anger at whomever had dared to injure Rani. She loved him, truly and deeply, and her feelings that were revealed were painful. "No, I'm not. One of my best friends has been murdered in cold blood. I have no idea why, but I do know one thing. They will pay."
Blinking slowly, she swiveled her head, peering down at the harsh scene. "I loved him." He voice sounded broken then, in that moment, and she had to fight hard to keep in the dry sobs that would take hold of her body if she gave in. She refused to show weakness, as she would prefer to fall back into the deep darkness she had found herself in when traveling with Phocas, as he had taught her how to be heartless, and fight for what you believed was right, no matter if you were actually wrong.
She was going to become that again. The cruel, evil, stone-hearted monster who killed others and kept their carcasses as prizes, eventually eating them. She wouldn't eat Rani, yet she would be sure to give him a proper burial, or at least the best she could while in this hazy state. She wasn't sure where to start, or how to with this bystander, yet she headed for the chunks of flesh, tenderly picking a few up and pulling them to his body. She layed them next to him, stepping back and surveying him again, trying to decide what next.
She glanced at the other wolfess out of the corner of her eye, before fixating her dully burning gaze onto his stomach, gingerly prodding the intestines back towards their proper place. She knew she would have to wash up after this, but it was worth it. She needed this before she went off to find his killer. She was still seething, yet she did it silently, the rage rolling off her pelt in waves, an angry aura hovering around her. She snapped her head yet again to the other, snarling low, "Well. Why don't you help me? I want to bury him properly, then it's off to find whatever low life did this."
Blinking slowly, she swiveled her head, peering down at the harsh scene. "I loved him." He voice sounded broken then, in that moment, and she had to fight hard to keep in the dry sobs that would take hold of her body if she gave in. She refused to show weakness, as she would prefer to fall back into the deep darkness she had found herself in when traveling with Phocas, as he had taught her how to be heartless, and fight for what you believed was right, no matter if you were actually wrong.
She was going to become that again. The cruel, evil, stone-hearted monster who killed others and kept their carcasses as prizes, eventually eating them. She wouldn't eat Rani, yet she would be sure to give him a proper burial, or at least the best she could while in this hazy state. She wasn't sure where to start, or how to with this bystander, yet she headed for the chunks of flesh, tenderly picking a few up and pulling them to his body. She layed them next to him, stepping back and surveying him again, trying to decide what next.
She glanced at the other wolfess out of the corner of her eye, before fixating her dully burning gaze onto his stomach, gingerly prodding the intestines back towards their proper place. She knew she would have to wash up after this, but it was worth it. She needed this before she went off to find his killer. She was still seething, yet she did it silently, the rage rolling off her pelt in waves, an angry aura hovering around her. She snapped her head yet again to the other, snarling low, "Well. Why don't you help me? I want to bury him properly, then it's off to find whatever low life did this."