A taste of home
Market place - Wren
06-24-2022, 11:08 AM
She almost could not believe her eyes. When told before that no one from her land had come to join the pirates, she expected the loss. She accepted the loss days later, tears running down her cheeks in the privacy of her den. Was she doomed to miss everyone from that also doomed realm? Had she fought for the pack in vain, from invaders down south, only for it to crash months later? She had evacuated who she could, finding nobody she had truly cared for in the wave. Her best friend had been found dead before the eruption, killed. Her alpha took his kids and run. Nobody had solved the man's murder. There had been no time. Wren, of course, blamed herself. If she hadn't fought with her friend months prior, and he hadn't left the pack to brood... Maybe. She only hoped (and wished) that the killer had been killed in the eruption. A dark desire. So she accepted that nobody else would be there in Boreas or Auster. Nobody from her previous home. That's when she saw him. "Mercury?" Working security in the Market, she spied the dark-blue form of the trader and her friend "Mercury!" She could not help the panic, the fear, and the hope all colliding inside her chest. She charged the short distance and collided with him. Wren was laughing and crying. She raised a limb and draped it over his shoulder, ignorant of his injuries. She hugged him awkwardly, though heartily. |
put me out of my misery
THINK MY HEART IS HISTORY
nothing can fix me
THINK MY HEART IS HISTORY
nothing can fix me