Anything But Beautiful
She was feeling a little better now that she had a mentor who was taking the time to teach her about what she'd been wanting to learn since she was a pup. Granted, she had tried on her own several times...but it was so hard when she had no clue what the plants around her did. What they could be used for. How to use them...trying to self teach had been a bust. But Storm was a great teacher so far, and she was extremely grateful to have the woman as a mentor.
Wandering through the thicket, she wanted to maybe find something to show her appreciation. But what? She was at a loss. She was never good at expressing herself to others, and she had never really interacted with many others unless it was at trainings or meetings. Even then, she always kept a distance if not hiding behind her uncle. Ah Kakashi...what would she do without him? Asides from some in the pack, he had been there for her. Supporting her. Trying to keep her from being so depressed. But how did she even begin to stop feeling that way? Her family straight up abandoned her. Quelt disappeared. Limno disappeared. And Qualm...he had disappeared and then came back, only to leave again. She still wasn't sure if she believed his story about the bird...it sounded way too absurd to her. But more than likely it was her distrust of them that made her think they were all in on some sort of lie. Keeping her in the dark. Torturing her day in and day out.
And she hated it.
The worst part was...she was stuck with their last name. And she wanted no part of them after all that they did to her. She wanted no reminders of them anymore. She just wanted to be free of their betrayal. The abandonment. The lingering thoughts and dreams she had about them. She couldn't bring herself to talk to her uncle about it...or anyone really. So she kept it inside. And she felt like soon, she would burst at the seams. As her thoughts consumed her, she seemed to just be wandering aimlessly around the thicket. Completely forgetting about the task she had originally set out to do. And with each minute that went by, she felt her heart and mind grow heavier and heavier...what could she do? "SPEAK" |
It would seem that there was hardly a day that Bass wasn't on the move anymore. He tried to keep himself busy, not letting the grief hold him down. It was making him go crazy, he could have sworn that he heard Wren howl at the battlefield. But no, she wouldn't be so stupid to return like that, in a place where wolves went to fight and get claimed by pack wolves. A part of him had been too afraid to inspect it, instead he just made his way around his borders as was his usual routine. As he made his way towards the thicket, the scent of Quake reaching him. The aging man paused as he lifted his head to look for the black girl, it was rare now to encounter her scent around pack lands. Ever since Starling had left her the first time, she had fallen into a depression that he hadn't been able to fix. Sighing, he found her path of paw prints and started to follow them, his own swallowing them up. It didn't take too long to find her, making her way across the snowy grasslands with her head down. His heart went out to her, it really did. He knew how hard it was to have family leave you, he knew it very well. Licking his lips, he trotted over to her and leaned down to attempt to bump his nose against her shoulder. "You can't mope here, look around yourself," he said softly, lifting his head to gaze around them. Snow covered the lands in a thin blanket, no more than two inches coating the lands. It made everything seem more quiet, a more serene nature granted to the lands of Abaven. The rain hadn't come yet, streams of sunlight reflecting off the hard outer shell of the frozen snow. The ground gleamed like a million shattered diamonds, almost seeming too bright to look at. He squinted his yellow eyes, a small smile on his face. The bunches of snow that had gathered on the trees started to fall off the laden branches, puffs of flakes flying into the air in their wake. It really was beautiful, when you took the time to look at it. Glancing at Quake, his smile spreading wider across his lips. There were so many things around them to see, as long as you lifted your head up.
"Speech"
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Her world always threatened to choke her. Her thoughts often threatening to consume her mind. She walked quietly, the snow crunching lightly beneath her small frame. Scarlet gaze saw everything and nothing at the same time, though she tended to keep her head down...and this time, she was mainly focused on the path in front of her feet. Leading her in no particular direction...she was focused, and at the same time not. She hardly heard the approach of someone else, if at all, until he touched her shoulder. She startled slightly, head turning quickly to see Bass at her side. "Oh, Bass!" It had been a while since she had talked to him...and to anyone really, save for her uncle. But she found herself growing distant, even from him.
She stopped. Ears twitching with uncertainty when he spoke. She did as he said, sad gaze looking around at the scenery. Everything was white. And while it was mostly lacking color, it was still beautiful. Or at least....it should have been. But she just couldn't see it. She remained standing where she was, her gaze finding the ground between her paws. The white contrasted greatly against her midnight coat, and with a heavy heart and quiet voice, whispered "Why did they leave me...?" It was a question she had wondered for so long. She hadn't seen her parents since they disappeared...and even though they did what they did, she always wondered why. Would she ever know? "SPEAK" |