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can't see the forest through the trees {{joining



Abigail


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07-23-2014, 09:48 PM
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Joining a pack, that was really the only logical choice she had, wasn?t it? Though, honestly, it mattered very little to her where she went at this point; she felt like she was traveling in a perpetual fog ? she hardly even remembered what the lands she passed on the way here even looked like. She remembered the sky much better? how cloudy it had been, big fluffy marshmallows blocking out the sun.

Oh well, she was here now, wasn?t she? Standing on the very edge of this pack?s territory, her paws carefully on the correct side of the scent markings ? the details were perfect, but that was more out of habit than conscious will. Laws were always meant to be followed but yet not followed. Order and chaos was enough of a problem to think about without adding on ?good? and ?evil? onto that stupid pile.

The grey female tightly shut her eyes, ears stretching back against her skull for a moment. Enough with that, really. Being a philosopher wasn?t going to get her anywhere, even if she were halfway decent at it. It was bad enough she was small ? 26 inches tall, probably shorter than most that would appear on the scene to check her out ? but to have an easily distracted mind? Terrible.

Opening her blue eyes, Abigail straightened up, tightening her facial muscles in a half-hearted attempt to look serious rather than vulnerable. But it didn?t quite work out.

?Anyone out there? I?m, um, here to j-join,? she declared, or at least tried to. Her voice was certainly loud enough, she got that part right, but her tone betrayed her lack of self-confidence and the nervousness buzzing around in the forefront of her mind, distracting her like a bunch of persistent flies. Her posture then became flustered, and she shifted restively between all four paws.

Wasn?t she forgetting something? Right, right, she was forgetting something what was it?. She cleared her throat awkwardly, ducking her chin slightly as she added, in a quieter voice that betrayed her nerves far more than before, ?I-I?m Abigail, by the way.? Because they obviously needed her name, what were they supposed to call her otherwise? Stupid, stupid, stupid.