Two Steps Closer

Days had passed since her encounter with Thane, and she had since then driven the thought of him from her mind as she scaled the rocky side of the volcano. The heat reminded her of home, she assured herself, that was what drove her to this wretched place, nothing but nostalgia. Black lids closed over green eyes. She hated him. Hated what he did to her. How he stirred her deepest emotions and made her head spin with desire for affection. It was pitiful. A warrior was to never show emotion. A warrior was to never seek comfort in others. She berated herself until the scent of another wolf caught her attention. "Thane". She shook her head. It was impossible. Wasn't it? "To Hell with this." She thought. She would end this once and for all. With a ripping snarl she charged after the scent, ready to attack. To kill another wolf was a crime punishable by death, but she had no intention of killing him. Just hurting him, just like he hurt her.

What greeted her was not the black brute but rather a beautiful ivory goddess. She froze as the wolf came into view and dropped her tail. "Oh. I thought....I thought you were someone else." She said quietly "Forgive me." A thought stirred in her mind. One that made her blood boil and her hair stand on end. Why would she smell like Thane? Unless Thane had left his bitch and gone to her instead. This femme, but not Micha. Never her. Never again. She cast a cold glare upon the female and straightened herself, as a Warrior should. "Who are you?" She asked.