Clear but not free, of you at least.
08-09-2024, 10:10 AM
(This post was last modified: 08-09-2024, 10:10 AM by Lumine. Edited 1 time in total.)
She follows in Kaizen's larger paw steps into the protection of the grove. The sticky sweet smell of grapes overwhelm her senses and help evaporate the panic that had settled into her body. Adrenaline that now seeps away is soon replaced with exhaustion, evident in the way her steps slow and her head begins to hang low. Her eyes still trace along after Kaizen and around at the thick trees that are enveloped by grape vines. There was a certain kind of beauty here that she wanted to admire, but with the bristling, angry, snooty boy in front of her, she wasn't sure she could. Especially when he turns to her, a snarl on his lips asking what she was even doing here. The question forces emotions to well up in her as she stares back at him. Stopping in her tracks, keeping her head low and ears pinned back, she doesn't say anything for a moment. An internal war with her feelings wages on as she tries to find the words. For as much as she wants to burst out with everything, she knows that's not the right thing to do. "My mum and dad are dead. I hate my pack. I hate that stupid mountain. I'm just..," she turns her gaze away from him to stare hard at the nearest tree. Studying the grooves in the bark as she holds her breath for a moment, her teeth clenching tightly together. "I don't know where to go," Lumine's voice is quiet, hard pressed to not cry in front of the jerk who so clearly hates her. |
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