Nothing Else Matters
09-07-2014, 02:12 PM
Maija was, once again, angry. Hormones flew everywhere, thanks to the cycle she had grown to despise. Her golden form found itself in the Willows once more, the solitude something she was beginning to once again accept. A fireball of anger and hate together burned in her chest as she stalked the forest, ears being her radar for any other presences. She would be on the lookout for anything that would attempt to approach her. Paranoia was intense in this one. Her golden paws carried her at a slow pace, for she was in no rush to be found. Her scent rose and fell upon the wind, something she didn't care about right then. Leaf-green eyes were focused, blood rushing through her veins at a slightly higher rate than normal. Adrenaline was threatening to kick in, for the raging thoughts in her mind were keeping her worked up. She didn't know why; all she knew was that she needed to release it. Speech, |