can we hurt together

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t had been a short while since being set free by Sirius and his companions. She had been taking some time to recover and ease her mind. Both mental and physical trauma was healing. As days went by her muscle mass was coming back and she felt better. If one were to look closely they would see small lacerations on her form especially upon her spine and the top of her head. As well as a hefier gash against her scruff from where Sirius had gripped her with his fangs. But, they were healing and thats all that mattered.

This was the first time Banshee had ventured so far since the incident and it felt odd. She felt like a mouse but also so free. To feel the air against her fur and to see the sky. But, she was also so very aware of how short life can be. She faced death for the first time and it was terrifying. Once she had been an arrogant adolescant with little to live for. But, when she was trembling in fear in the jaws of the grim reaper she had seen that life meant much more to her then what she once thought. No longer would she mourn for  herself or her good for nothing parents. It was time the babe felt truly free.

Banshee found herself in the beautiful starlit pasture away from the ash. The volcano hadn't seemed to come this far south. Her beaming blu eyes grazed against the stars above before lingering along the brush below. The sore femme lowered herself into a prone position amongst the flowers and various plants before letting forth a gentle call. The summons were for her friend Iroh in hopes to see him again. If she were lucky he'd be close enough to hear.