Somewhere Only We Know
12-11-2013, 10:11 PM
There was a guilty nagging tugging at her, telling her that if Hansel awoke now it would only lead to panic and despair for him, after all she had told him that she wasn?t going to be leaving his side, not for a while anyways. But? well she needed some time to really collect her thoughts; everything had been so hectic since her brother had saved her that bloody day. She had slipped as quietly as she could manage from the den she and her brother were sharing at the moment and slunk unseen over the Tortugan boarder. She wasn?t sure where she was going, still she moved with caution and quick steps. The poor girl was unaware of the death of her former mistress, her former slaver. Her scars itched at the thought of it, her time spent in the cramped, dark metal den below Canttina?s had been a nightmare and now she would forever carry the signs of her abuse. She did not know where she was going, just making sure that she would be able to find her way back to the pack lands before her brother noticed she was gone. A scent was steadily filling her nose, one she remembered, though vaguely. Frowning she picked up her pace following it, the sounds of a waterfall growing louder as she followed it. The scent angled away some from the cascade and she followed it into a meadow. Forest green eyes would rove over the horizon till she caught a form, one with deep blue eyes. She couldn?t stop staring then, unable to make herself move, worry flooding through her. What if it was a trick and she was now looking at one of Canttina?s bitches, sent to fetch her back? Speech, |