misfit

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t felt as thought strings attached to her young heart had been snipped. The last day she saw her parents was months and months ago. The babe was growing fast and had shed the most of her puppy weight. She was now a long limbed gal with oversized paws, a long tail, and slender features. It was growing more and more evident she was destined to be a massive creature at adulthood but from her point of view she felt miniscule.

The day papa howled was the day she managed to slip away from Cordelia's grasp. Leaving Mordi and Recluse to find out what was really going on. It was a hard venture and not after long did she feel rather helpless on all accounts. She followed mama but gave up and ended up hiding in a bush. Not before long the babe was stumbled upon by Deathbelle who was luckily enough Papa's sister. Banshee admitted who she was and was directed away from the field by her aunt and remained at her side ever since.

As of this point in time Banshee was resting next to a large tree root with her head upon her paws. Little puffs of breath could be heard as she sulked. The babe was never in a good mood and felt unyielding guilt for leaving her siblings. What came of them? Are they still with their crazy aunt? She shut her eyes tight to fight back the tears and sucked in a breath. Hopefully no one saw, Banshee never wanted anyone to ever see her cry like a little baby. The babe eased her breathing and thought of more positive things such as her next meal or adventure.