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Novel



Novel iii

Loner

age
6 Years
gender
Female
gems
0
size
Medium
build
Light
posts
34
player
Dragon Mod

Treat 2019
03-30-2021, 11:59 PM


She hadn't been around these parts for years. She had stayed far from the East ever since the volcano erupted. Ever since her face became marred by the fire that seemed to plague Abaven. It wasn't their fault that she had left. It was the terror and trauma she had gone through. She had been terrified of fire. Of anything associated with it. It was why she had ran from the lands and stayed away until recently...after her mate had died, she came back with her daughter. She wanted to seek out her brothers...but would they be mad at her for leaving without a word? She had so much history in such a short time here. Hell, shortly after arriving in Boreas, she had accidentally killed a sick pup...and although it was years ago, she still remembered the day it happened, and her leg still bore the limp from the broken leg she suffered that day. Boreas had been nothing but bad luck for her. Who was to say it would be different this time? The only good luck she had had so far in her life was having Noelle...but the rest? She feared she would be forever plagued by misfortune and terrible things.

She hadn't planned on coming back to the East. But the number of detours she had to take due to the number of packs that had cropped up since she had last been around here gave her no choice. That, and the fact that snow seemed to plague the lands got her turned around. She hardly recognized anything, and being half-blind didn't seem to help her at all. Although she was used to her disability, it was harder in the dark. The shadows in her right eye were everywhere, and she could hardly discern shapes in the darkness on that side. The later in the day it got, the more the temperatures dropped. She knew she would have to stop somewhere to rest for the night, but she didn't feel comfortable staying out in the open. That, and she needed something to calm her aching leg. The injury she had received all those years ago had left her hind leg with pains that came and went, but she wasn't sure what she'd find this season what with the abnormal temperatures. Knowing she wouldn't be able to sleep without some form of pain management, she carefully walked with her nose to the ground in search of medicine, while her ears strained to catch any sounds that might warn her of danger.

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