as we collide

She had fought, but lost - and that was that.

Except for the pain in her leg and face multiplying opposed to ebbing away. As the adrenaline wore down, it allowed everything to sink in properly. She had lost - Gideon had lost as well. Although she was upset with Cormalin, and beyond such with Erani, she didn't blame them for their losses - not at all. Being separated from her mate seared, and although that flame that kept her going throughout the fighting she did dithered with disappointment it didn't go out.

She would train, and she would do anything that she could get her mate back.

"Valhalla - head home." She gave the order, looking to the members of her pack that were still here. If Glaciem wanted any more of them, she had only an unwilling beta to defend them - there was nothing else that the woman could do here for anyone else.

-exit Chrysanthe-