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Sand, Stars, and Sorrow.



Isabella


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02-27-2014, 04:59 PM
Isabella


Isabella looked to Vaughan as he spoke. He did not see her as a villain or think her actions were crime rather he thought she was the one wronged. And it seemed that that he would remember the unnamed wolf and felt that talking of him was a proper atonement. The only thing she couldn't tell was how he felt about her, she didn't know if she was sorry for her or not. He didn't offer much comfort only a few words that didn't help much. He didn't even seem to acknowledge her emotions, her weakness.

"Keeping myself busy seems more like an excuse, an escape rather than a solution. Just another way to get away. As you said justice has apparently been done but I feel no different. I will always carry the memory and pain. Friends are not so easily won in this world, not many can be trusted and what wolf would want me, a killer, a coward, a weakling as a friend? You think living though hardships makes one strong but clearly that is not the case if it still effects, and will always effect me." Isabella wanted an answer, her eyes held questioning and desperation but she didn't even know what kind of answer she wanted. "As for a pack I would need to know the leader would not be like my old, or one quick to leave. Even if that was the case no good hearted leader would take one who kills and freezes, then runs."

Pashas she should have never opened up to this wolf, now her emotions seemed to be running wild and were getting harder and harder to control. He wasn't much help to her cause even if justice was done as he said she felt no better, if anything she felt worse. She had only froze and run after killing the wolf, and if she was in the situation again she didn't know how she would act, if she would be any stronger or not. For all her training, as much as she had control of her emotion and body she couldn't predict her actions in a situation. She could predict what she wanted to do yes, but what she wanted to do and what she did could have been two different things.


"My words are for all.""My thoughts are not."