The Bloodied Moon
11-17-2014, 11:31 AM
Wandering just around the Fjord had been the only things she found to keep herself entertained. It wasn't the most entertaining thing to do with her life but hey, it was something at least. Lior found her wanderlust killed since the talk with her father, the news he gave her and her sister after the event with Pyrros still within her mind. She was worried... worried about what would become of her should she run into some big and strong male who would try to overpower her. She... didn't want to fight. Didn't want to resort to violence. The thought of it scared her... and she felt as if she was just sitting there in her life, unsure of what path she was going to take. It made the girl seem almost depressed. She would lounge around a lot when not walking around, just bored with no motivation to do much else. A sigh left her, watching the flakes as they fell. Much like she was doing now, even though it was cold and the snow fell around her. Their godmother had disappeared a short while, though she didn't know why. She was worried for her, but she didn't dare leave the Fjord... the safety of her family. Lior would give a sigh, just as the call of her father reached her. "Father...?" There was something about that call that didn't sit right. The girl would get to ebony paws, ears lowering as she raced to find her family. Her heart started to sink in her chest, even if she didn't know why. She knew... something was wrong. Something was so very, very wrong. A whine left her, and soon she would find the scene of her father, mother, and godmother. Seeing them both having the same sense... just filled her with dread. She'd stop, giving a loud whine, praying that things were okay... they had to be okay... "" |
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