Black and Gold
09-19-2013, 03:12 PM
She was a fool, a coward, a disgrace. She had seen her alpha and members come back from the battle, most of them bruised and bloody, but mostly Chrysanthe. She looked around for Gideon, but he was no where to be seen. Where was he? She pondered the thought as she made her way toward her alpha's call. Of course she expected a meeting, everyone was anticipating the results of the battle. Slowly but surly, she took small steps toward her target. She could only wonder what was going to be said, and what was going to happen to her. Surly if she had lost, the ghost would have taken her already, right? She sighed heavily, baby blue eyes scanning over those who had arrived before her. She made her way toward Chrysanthe, ignoring any snark looks anyone could be giving her. All she cared about now was the safety of her alpha. "Chrysanthe..." She said in a whisper, one loud enough for only she to hear. Her eyes filled with sorrow, and her head dipped down. She felt so guilty, so horrid. All of this was her fault. Chrysanthe had been the closest thing to a mother she had since Aislyn died, and she put her in grave danger. She didn't know what to do with herself anymore. Speech |