There were too many wolves with the last name Destruction. She hadn't met one wolf without those half-circles beneath there eyes, or lines. Not one wolf without that last name. It was pretty humiliating. She felt like the only she-wolf that had no Destruction blood- a complete outcast. And at the same time she was regretting the choice of pack she made. All of the wolves, Destructions. Not one other wolf that's not in that family. She thought that yeah, Ludicael was a perfect pack. They were smart, divine, lightly aligned. But there was just absolutely no comfort within the pack- for her. She wondered if she was missing something. Like if there were other Ludicael members that felt the same as she did. That'd be nice- especially when now she felt like going insane.
That night, the woman felt like taking a little walk away from Ludicael. If she stayed in Ludicael all the time she was likely to meet more of those Destructions- so maybe luck would get to her and she'd meet someone else. And maybe whoever that was was going to get their paws kissed. Eh. The woman thought about the numerous amount of Destructions as she calmly entered an unknown, unclaimed territory. It smelt of ashes and smoke, and just standing in it's air felt pretty uncomfortable. She uneasily glanced toward the fallen tress, then to the ones standing. These looked as if they were about to collapse at any moment. Wren sucked in a breath fleetingly- but immediately she choked. She coughed and hacked for a moment as her ears moved back slowly. Oxygen in this place seemed vaguely scarce...
The babe soon recovered from hacking and allowed her breathes to become shorter, but quicker. Her heart quickened in her chest and felt like it was about to rip through her skin and out of her body. Perhaps this forest wasn't the best place to take a walk...Wren took a moment to muse to herself as she scanned the area. Damn. What is this, hell? Usually the woman doesn't curse too much, but considering she was in a bit of a pissy mood...she didn't give a crap. The tall warrior exhaled smoothly and found a niffy spot beneath a fallen tree. Her small paws carried her over, and slowly, she sat, sprawling her thin body across the ground. The sky was grey and ashes arose from the ground behind her. It looked like a hell-spawned beast totally wiped this place off the map. It concerned her- and no doubt she would leave soon."Speech"
