Well Wisdom we learn

*Gretel* · 11-24-2013, 11:14 PM

Gretel?s walking was slow, not quite so bad as it had been but she was still sensitive, her paw pads finally healing as they should. Her scars itched though and she fought the urge to stop all together to rub her right foreleg against the left. Instead she grimaced and moved on. The woman was accompanied by her brother; they were always at the other?s side now. It seemed he was not keen on losing her again and Gretel was not keen on being lost. She was as close to his side as she could be without pressing right into him, tail barley raised above her rump.
They did not travel to far from the Seracian boarder, the pack that had given them shelter in the wake of the war when a scent would reach her. Her tail dropped immediately dropped, curling in slightly and ears pulled back. She hesitated, glancing wide eyed at her brother before swallowing the lump in her throat and continuing onwards. She knew that her brother would turn around if she felt she couldn?t continue on, but she simply couldn?t live the rest of her life in fear. They would come across the woman not to long after scenting her. Gretel would not speak, could not speak, would simply stare wide eyed at her.

Speech,

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