Guts and Glory

*Liberty* · 10-15-2013, 06:57 PM

This was so damn easy. Already she had gotten back under Isardis's skin, and forever she would lay there- or would she? Mind scrambled about as she slithered out from her den, paws kissing the earth in a silent matter. She didn't feel like a prisoner anymore, especially since Isardis had already told her she could begin working her way up the ranks. Was it really this easy? Had she already gotten off punishment though she had dragged two packs into a war? A sneer creased her features as blue eyes scanned her surroundings. There were not Glaciems around at the moment, but for some reason she felt like she wasn't alone. She would stop, head raising high as she waited for someone to come around any corner. Who could it be? She would inhale deeply, but all she could smell was pine trees mixed in with Glaciems. "Liberty? Liberty?" Her head would snap toward her right, eyes pinned on one specific area of the forest. "A-azalea?" She would mutter weakly as her battered friend appeared before her. She wanted to say more but she was speechless. What in the hell was she doing here?

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