Dwindling Hope
The snow moved easily from where Arisha's paws shifted it, her limbs numb to the bitter chill that the white powder gave off. It wasn't until the voice of another, and soon the presence, that stole Arisha's attention and made her head raise up, eyes squinting to see if she was seeing things, or if the other woman was actually real. Arisha wouldn't put it past herself to be seeing things, after all, her dreams were the only time she could find company and peace; and those were often of her family, of her birth pack, and of all the things she longed for and more. And yet, the purple woman introduced herself with a name and Arisha's ears perked, blinking out of her daze and coming to the conclusion that she was, in fact, real. A small bubble of excitement built in her chest just at the mere fact there was another with her, and all thoughts of anything bad drifted away from her young mind. Instead, she found herself attempting a feeble smile, a low wag of her tail coming to show all while her head dipped down slightly, a submissive gesture. "Adelphie," She found her hoarse voice murmuring, testing the name out on her dry lips before she tried to meet the woman's gaze. "I'm Arisha..." She then paused, remembering the question that was first voiced and a look of pain and emptiness crossed over her gaze. She shook her head slowly, eyes lowering back to the ground with a small exhale of her breath, "I have been alone ever since my parents hid me from the attack on my birth pack," The sound of the words made her heart ache, the abandonment forever hurting her, but it hurt more to not know if her family was even alive or not still. "That was months ago..."
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