ALONE IN THIS VISION

Quote:The art of the hunt was a precise one, and today Argent found herself losing out. She?d been honing her skills for a while, and she knew that one could not always be victorious, but she couldn?t help the disappointment. She had failed her pack, and now she had to walk home. There was a slight limp in her step, a pulled muscle that would heal in a few days. She knew that she ought to be more careful, but Argent was a woman pushed by a desire to please and support. If she could not feed the pack, if she could not guard them, if she could not make them happy, then what use was she? She sighed as she re-entered Glaciem territory, supposing she ought to take it easy for a day or two before she tried to hunt again. Her limp was obvious, but her disappointment was not.