cheerful as an empty handed search party
05-28-2021, 01:59 PM
Okay so she had lost all courage like the coward she was. She was afraid of finding herself in the face of ghosts and still was processing everything she knew. There had been no way Kuzon would of lied to her, that much she knew as true, but perhaps these last few weeks had been a daydream. She was close when she heard the howl, summoning Theory and perhaps Rhyme, she was curious but was it her place to intrude? No most definitely not. But a part of her wanted to know... Her ears pressed and she seated herself to think it through. Good girls didn't eavesdrop or spy. But was she really a good girl? A whine came from her as she thought of it. Kuzon had many a time pinned her and threatened her with his fangs if she didn't behave like a good girl should, so the answer was no she had never been a good girl. Should she go though? A part of her wanted to but the part of her that was the more dominant part said no, it would end with nothing good for her. She looked down with her dull gaze at her muddied paws. She never sat still these days. She was always walking somewhere, she just wasn't comfortable. She felt that even her uncle sensed this, even though he had yet to confront her. it wasn't easy to just return after two years, have your entire existence shattered and then have someone expect things of you, but no clue what those expectations were. Her ears pressed even farther. She still hadn't told anyone where she had been or why she was alive. She wasn't even sure this reality was real. She pushed herself from her haunches after thinking for several moments on this. She wanted to see who the howl belonged to at least, if her cousin told her to leave she would. She kept her eyes on her paws as she moved towards the howl. Her ears stayed back and her tail low. Her head was also held down, submission even before she found the spot. It was how she walked. Her mind had the trio of her siblings dead, turned to dust in the fires and volcanic eruptions, even if she had been told different, she wasn't one to hope for things. Hoping lead to thoughts she didn't trust. As she rounded the bend and came to the place she lifted her haunted gaze to the sight before her, and she froze. Her eyes widened and her face showed her shock. There they were, but were they real? Was any of it real? Her form slunk to the ground as she fought to hold herself up, gravity feeling too much in the moment. How could they be here though? Kuzon had told her they all had perished.... He never lied to her, never. How could they stand there? They had to be a part of her imagination. She sucked in a breath and her sides heaved, tears started down her cheeks. This was the cruelest trick yet. Her mind couldn't get any crueler. Her eyes squeezed shut, trying to not see the figures she thought were hallucinations in front of her. Theory was between them but she didn't trust her eyes right now. She shoved her face into the mud beneath her as she trembled from the mental break she was sue she was having. Mindless wandering "Hopeless words"
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