A cold drizzling mist put a hush over the range, the world turned to shades of gray. With a huff that clouded up in the air the earth toned yearling padded over to the lake. Pale green eyes stared out of it's surface. The rain soaked her down to the bone. Her frame, made light was still underweight. She didn't think much of it, was rather use to it actually and just didn't see why she needed to pack on pounds. But her mind clouded with news from the pack meeting. She felt useless, an empty vessel that just wondered the pack lands. She so far knew hardly no one within the pack, had yet to establish a standing within the ranks or be any use to the pack. Yet she couldn't leave. She promised Epiphron when she first came here to be something, someone to the pack. Not to mention the news of Glaciem wolves scared her. She had stayed far from the borders, keeping to the woods and the lake.
The wind picked u, driving the rain at her eyes, stinging them but she hardly felt it. She didn't know what to do, felt numb and out of place. She felt like life was slipping away from her, like she was falling. She wanted to make it stop, to finally land, for someone to catch her. Was there anyone that could take her away? Away from the painful loss she has suffered, away from the depression she endured every waking day? She leaned forwards to look at her reflection in the gray lake. Lips pulled back into a snarl before she lashed out her paw to disrupt the water. Even her own reflection was a burden! She was the complete mix image of her mother and brother. Head pulled away, eyes squeezed shut. Would this ever end, this torment?
