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volcano 101: a beginner's guide to survival

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Theory

Avalon
Healer

Master Fighter (250)

Master Healer (240)

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age
8 Years
gender
Female
gems
548
size
Extra large
build
Balanced
posts
805
player
Xarae

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10-13-2019, 09:32 AM (This post was last modified: 10-13-2019, 09:32 AM by Theory.)


Alpha. She wasn't just Shaye's second-in-command now, this was the real deal. Just the thought made her paws itch and a cold sweat break out between her shoulder blades. It was a lot of responsibility - of course, she'd known that when she'd first accepted, but it had been a far-off kind of thought. Theory hadn't imagined a day when Shaye would step down. She lived and breathed Abaven. Now that Shaye had taken a back seat, Theory worried all the time: was she strong enough? Brave enough? Selfless enough? Optimism could only carry you so far. She'd been operating on blind faith and good luck for as long as she could remember. Being the pack's primary leader... the one figure that everyone looked to in a time of crisis... it was so much more than she'd bargained for.

How were they going to claw their way through the winter and come out on the other side? It would require discipline and hard work from everyone, but so many still reeled from personal losses.

It was a chilly winter afternoon. The ash in the sky seemed to stop the typical winter precipitation, but the branches and dead grass still froze in the early mornings from the wet oceanic winds. Sunlight was weak and the world seemed dimmer and bleaker than it had in weeks. Theory hoped it meant that they were in the thick of winter now - which meant soon it would be spring. She held on to the faint hope of green grass and warmer weather. The change of the season would clear her head, she was sure of it.

"Corvus?" she called into the icy underbrush. The disaster had brought them closer than she'd expected, but she appreciated having someone to lean on in these difficult times. Someone closer to her own age. Confessing her uncertainty to Shaye didn't feel right and she couldn't keep crying to Rhyme like a whelp. Her father couldn't fix it any more than she could. It was time to brainstorm how Abaven would overcome the eruption. If they had survived fire and brimstone once, they could do it again.

wc 359
twc 359/2500

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