The Thespian

The female would give a low sigh as she laid down that night. The decisions of what to do, what to become, lurked in her head. There was need in her brain to move on, to create something to replace what was lost. Her mind traveled to the males that she had met in her life, wondering where Mara was. Wondering where Fenris, who had been a much more recent meeting, was. She missed him terribly... wanted him by her side. Rainbow would lay under the stars, curled up in a ball. She felt lonely, needy. She felt the need to cry. The loss of Lydovne had been another home ripped out from under her paws. Her pink eyes would shine with hurt, her body shaking as she looked out at the ocean.

Rainbow wanted to feel the touch of another. To know she wasn't alone in these endeavors. She wanted to create her own pack, to avenge Lydovne's fall. But who would listen? Who would stand with her? The female felt so alone. The beast was a freak after all... A rainbow freak. Only the children with her now would understand her pain. Unfolding slowly she would raise her muzzle to the sky, letting out a loud howl of longing. Would Fenris hear? Would he suddenly come waltzing up to her again? Oh how she prayed so.