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[Wrathmange]

[glow=#212330,4,1000]If I had a heart I could love you...[/glow]

It rose like a tide, the wail, swelling in her chest as her mind reeled and her paws ached. Do not look back she told herself through panicked thoughts, it will do you no good. Your path is set, now. Do not look back. So the beast ran on. In her mouth she held firmly the last piece of her childhood; she did not want to lose it, for it had yet another part to play before this was all over. It swayed and bobbed within her grasp, dripping as she salivated hungrily in pursuit of nothing in particular. Not to say she wasn't going anywhere, she just could not see where her new path took her these days. Everything before had been so easily predicted - the order of life and the balance of everything taken for granted. But now, the explosion of chaos which consumed all known semblance of structure to Wrathmange's life grew smaller and more distant as she scrambled over unknown terrain toward a future she could not comprehend. Still, she had that one, last, memento of her past... As bitter as it tasted just to think such a thought. She stopped. A tree stood before her, its trunk massive and pleasantly twisted and its leaves fluttering gently as a small breeze flowed across the land. Of the various trees speckled around the immediate vicinity, this one was immediately most special, if for reasons known only to the she-wolf herself. Gingerly, she placed her memento on the soft grassy ground and sat panting in the shade.

After a few good moments to catch her breath, she finally released the wail which had threatened to burst forth before. The weight of her situation came crashing down upon her. Could wolves shed tears, Wrathmange's would surely fall freely, now.

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[glow=white,2,100]"idle chatter"[/glow] | Tag | OOC

[glow=#212330,4,1000]More, give me more, give me more.[/glow]