Aftermath

Walk | Talk | Think

Her anger had finally dissipated though remained just there upon the edge of her ability to reason, as if waiting for the right kind of excuse to ignite again. She had left the battlefield seeing red, so angry at Hansel that she could hardly process the heavy emotion even now. It had been such an unpleasant experience that she refused to think on it, her thoughts instead focusing on the here and now and nothing else.

It might not have been very far south but it felt warmer here in this unfamiliar location, lacking the typical snow she was used to. Her white coat and identifying black tail might have made her nothing more than a phantom on the white fields of the north, but here she stood out so easily. She seemed not to notice, still walking out in the open, exposed, her body loose and lethargically relaxed with her head and tail hanging low. So much time had already passed since her reunion with Hansel and yet she still felt as if the energy had been drained from her.

Sea green and icy blue eyes stared down and ahead of where she walked, only occasionally glancing upward. There was little here in terms of scenery, of which she was accustomed - the frozen north was very much the same. And considering it appeared more or less deserted, the reasoning for this unknown to her, she was content enough to wander listlessly alone a while longer.