The Wicked World We Left

*Aranea* · 07-21-2020, 03:04 AM

Aranea felt almost offended that he didn't know who she was. Her time in Dauntless was the biggest part of her life and it was almost a smack to her face realizing she wasn't important then. It was her own fault of course. She hid away in her den most of the time and when she birthed her children they tried to keep it quiet. She was ashamed of everything that happened then, and now she just felt it more. Of course Acere had been through many more wolves then she had. She should have been surprised she even remembered him to be honest. "Oh-" She spoke embarrassingly though tried to brush it off.

She eyed his fox companions as they came in close to him, they could have been a match for her if not for her size but her lack of fighting ability. But they didn't scare her. Her eyes flickered a couple times back and forth to him and the ground, "I was in uh, Dauntless. With..." A hard word to swallow, "Tyranis." Her obvious discomfort with everything. The meeting, her embarrassment, and now the mention of her long gone previous lover who she absolutely hated and that was no secret to her. It made her think about maybe how obsessed she was over the whole thing. She dug herself out of the hole but she was back to dwelling on what was rather than what is and what could be.

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