In the Name of the Warrior

Slow steps followed the way of a young wolf whose days and nights had been haunted by her endless memories and insecurities. She did her best to remember Fracture's advice of always having her head hight and be proud of being within this woods. But nothing would change how much pain she felt within her chest. A pain that with the passing of months and years it collected into a thick mass that until today has been drowning her heart, her soul to the point of making her feel closer and closer to the edge, to the edge of dropping it all. And as she walked, her mind was filled with the memories of her childhood, of those dark ages that marked her growth, that marked her today. She could still see those words, words filled with death wishes, with hate from her own family. She could feel the expressions of disgust, of annoyance upon her. She closed her eyes as tears started to slide down her cheeks, she felt awful, she felt soaked in pain.

But as she went further, her eyes of green spotted some movement ahead. As she poked her head out of the bush, she could see Acere and few other wolves gathered. From the bunch, she recognized Fracture and Heloise, the only two she really knew apart from Acere itself. She wasn't sure if her presence would be allowed but making the memory of the conversation with Fracture, she marched out of the bush and with her ears and tail lowered she sat down a bit far from the rest, watching from afar. She wouldn't do anything unless she was told to. And with that distance between her and them, she could once again be in the company of her old friend the negativeness and like before, she allowed her mind to navigate on her memories.

OC: She isnt interacting with no one, she is just watching from afar unless adressed

"Speech"