You're like pollution

*Guinevere* · (This post was last modified: 12-06-2013, 04:24 PM by Syrinx.)

The heat, was such a precious thing. Its warmth cascading above us all like a sheet. But instead? Where stuck in the winter days. Prisoners to the snow. It was cold, and there was nothing to do with the weather so awkward as this. Guinevere would sigh, and swing a single paw across the surface of the snow. It only took moments later for the youth to be rolling around in it, until burying her whole face into the white substance. She didnt know what she was trying to achieve, but brain freeze was certainly brought into the question. War was over, but it still felt as though it lives on. Guinevere was still all alone, exploring outside of the valhalla territorys. It wasnt all so bad, but today seemed to drag on like the meetings that are held every month or so.

The girl still had yet to see of her mother and father, they where both involved in the chaotic events. How where they? where there limbs still in tact and there sight still in place? Guinevere heard it all- many wolves where injured, some blinded others maimed. It was a shocking thing to do to someone of your own species, was it not?

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