Through The Dark Side

Relm had been rather absent from the confines of the pack as of recently. It had been a few days since she had seen Merrick last and the few wounds she had were mostly superficial and easy to hide under her cloak. She had made her patrols and gone about her life like any day, that was easy for her. Though she had made an effort to keep herself out of pack lands after her patrols and waited for most everyone to be tucked away in their dens before she returned. As much as she told herself she was okay she didn’t want to be around anyone else more than usual. She wasn’t really avoiding Merrick or Alastor... it was really everyone.

She had made her way out to the lake, in a sense her place of comfort as odd as the land was tainted in her history. She didn’t feel any different... but she knew she was. It wasn’t the first time something like this had happened to her. She was asking for it too. And there was a part of her that wished she could have found a way to make it work with Merrick. There was something missing in her life and this was the only way she thought she could fill that, but she was wrong. And she’d keep doing it until she found it which may have never happened. She’d keep hurting herself time and time again, she had no limits.

As the sun had set pretty early given the winter months were now upon them, she waded out into the chilly water of the lake up to her stomach. Her cloak draped over her back as it always was. She looked down at her reflection as her mind went blank because even looking at herself was difficult for her. This was the life she had accepted.

"Relm"