Beauty and the Beast
03-17-2014, 07:43 PM
The woman was not as broken as she had once been, her foolish and near suicidal voyage out of the pack lands had done her some surprising good. It could have turned out quite badly had she not met that healer. She had to return, so reluctantly she had turned back towards the north, once the thought of her home, her pups had filled her with joy but their distance had only worked to chip even more away at her heart. She knew the path well, she had once considered it her domain, her?s for the taking if she only could grasp the power of her silvery god?s second. Now it only seemed too cold, too full, crawling with Armada?s. She was taking as slow a route as possible. The geyser was the last stop before hitting the border again and her life as nothing more than a breeding machine. Two figures popped into existence upon the horizon, both of rather similar coloring. When once she would have approached, with head and tail held high and pride evident in her eyes, now she dropped her tail, curling it inwards slightly and tilted her head down and to the left so as best to hide her dead eye. One of the figures, the female carried the scent of Glaciem, though the earthy toned woman did not recognize her. That was not surprising however considering the time she had spent hidden away in her den for the past weeks. She did not speak, did not make any indication she was there. Speech, |
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