Aftermath

Walk | Talk | Think

She was so out of focus with the world around her that she failed to take note of the wolf who had walked onto the scene until it was far too late to slip quietly away. Not like she could have done that anyway. She was too bright for this landscape, too vivid to be hidden by the foliage and shadows that were offered here. She was more suited to her northern lands, and now that she was here she was going to have to deal with standing out like a tree in the middle of a field.

Her hope was that he might merely stroll past her and keep walking, but when she glanced upward and noticed his bright gaze already set upon her she knew she would have no such luck. A quiet sigh exited her muzzle as she blinked, unsure if she was ready yet to deal with some overly friendly stranger. She was still half afraid she might snap, though at the moment she felt calm if not empty. Her fight, for the time being, had deserted her.

After making the last few steps, the greyscale-colored wolf greeted her, his tone kind and warm. Oh great. Another too sweet guy like her brother. Just the perfect kind of reminder that she needed to remind her of everything that she had lost. "Keep walking," she responded, her tone just as empty and cold as she felt inside. She did not care how her tone was interpreted, nor did she care about the stranger who had tried to politely speak with her. She was not fit for company; she was doing him a favor.