SALVATION

She would stick close to pack lands as always but old habits would draw her towards the mountain, slinking towards the base and then tipping skull backwards to gaze upwards. She still moved awkwardly, leg unable to reach it's full range of motion. If she swung it too far back or tried to over extend forward pain would still arch though her shoulder. It had been almost a month since the challenge and the maim, though flesh had begun to knit back together it would still be a long healing process. She wasn't yet sure if she was willing to walk all that way up, back to old pack lands and back to her old home. No. Not just yet... Lantern gaze would be tossed back over her shoulder, back to fern gully, back to her home. A slow smile would slip over her inky lips before she would slowly lower herself to her haunches. So much had happened since this place, since Nnoitra and Kaien. Morphine and Desdemona. Was it better now? Vi didn't know... TALK HERE