tortured souls

*Kodda* · 01-16-2014, 04:58 PM

Her soul was weak and her eyes reflected such. Her body was worn and slightly filthy. Her fur was shaggy and not very clean, she did not really care about her hygiene. Though, the girl was in a slightly better mood then usual due to her time with Jaeger.. her friend? Yeah, she guess thats what he was. Kodda was not one for relationships of any sort. Friends, family, mates, buddies, rivals. None of it meant anything to her. The only thing that mattered was keeping her mind at bay. To keep the whispers quiet and to keep her thoughts sane enough. She knew there was something wrong with her, she had not always been like that. When she was a pup she was so happy and fun, but one day everything went wrong. There was no sickness, except for the illness within her mind. It was a matter of genes, nothing more nothing less. One day she was chasing butterflies the necxt she saw her worst nightmares come to life, she was scared constantly. she heard things that weren't there. Kodda was broken, but she tried her hardest to stay at bay. It was hard.

She skipped through the woods with no real goal. Her tail waved behind her. Everything seemed to glisten. The trees smiled her way, they spoke to her, thanking her for her presence. Though, a scent warned her. The voices told her to turn back, but she was to curious. Those white paws skittered across the forest floor as she grew closer to the scent of blood and a male. Her citrus eyes spotted a black male, laying and feasting. She tilted that pristine head of hers as she stared at him, her paws were at a complete stop. Kodda then nodded to herself and slowly slithered forward, silent. Her voice was emitted quickly, "Greetings.." Her voice was gentle and soft, like a whisper but not. She stopped once more to get a look at him, she did not want to threaten the man before her.

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