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02-18-2014, 02:08 AM






She was no longer the woman she had hoped to want to be, not the leader nor the savior. Vahva no longer had any faith in herself for others, the scab over her left leg that would heal into a scar was a reminder now of her failure to keep her calm in front of the first family she had craved in the first place. Her son had joined Glaciem, her daughter was no where to be seen even if she had arrived on Alacritis. It was a sad turn of events and she didn't want to seem like the sob fest of the universe but she was depressed. Her decision to help Ryu and Raven who seemed to be the only ones she felt comfortable being around right now seemed to be helping a bit. The ex Valhallan would simply want to break the depressing shackles but they stayed put right now and she only wanted to have one last look at her old home before she left. Not just giving prayers to her mother, an apology was all she could offer to Night, who honestly Vahva had felt she was too easily forgotten.
Shuffling the maned woman stood at the shore, pushing her nose into the sand. Did the heavens pity her, what did they think honestly. Was she a failure, for letting her son join a pack that killed her aunt and even scarred her. What more could she do with the boy who had fallen for an armada daughter. And worry filled her heart for her smaller daughter Koi who took after night greatly when it came to size and slightly skiddish nature. She was a lost child, if anything.





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