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I follow on Andras' heels, not sure where we're going or what we plan on doing next. I've got the unbroken elk skull hidden in a bush not far from Iromar borders so at least I'll know where to go back for it but first I want to know what he has in mind for the second skull. Are we going to go on an elk hunt or does he have something else planned? I keep stealing glances at him, always wondering, always curious as to what he's thinking. His face gives nothing away as it never has. He doesn't look like he's aged a day since I swam up to him in that flood that swept over the pack lands. I got beat up by an alligator that day and I'll never forget it. I plan on going on a gator massacre when I get back. Keeping these thoughts in mind, I look back at him before looking away, not wanting to be caught staring. I'll never understand why he came to the crags, why he stood up for me to Chernobyl. I always admired Andras and looked up to him. I always wanted his approval and I was willing to fight for it but I never thought he actually noticed. He has a whole pack to take notice of so why would he care about a young girl like me? I appreciate his attention. I just don't quite understand it. I feel like I should be stepping up more, making myself worthy of this attention. I will be the warrior he deserves for Iromar. The best in all of Moladian. I straighten myself up and walk proudly, my tail flicking behind me as I glance back at him. "So what's your plan? Are we going hunting or scavenging? I understand if you're ready to get back to the pack. I'm sure they're missing you..." My voice trails off. I don't want to be a burden to him, to anyone. I know that I'm just the daughter of a traitor and I'm not worthy of a second chance and still he's giving it to me. The last thing I want to do is hurt his reputation with the pack. What if they don't like him letting me back in? I set my jaw in determination. "I can get the second skull by myself if you want to head back. I can meet you at the borders or something. I don't expect a welcoming party or anything." I scowl, ears flattening to my skull. I never really met anyone else in the pack so I don't have any friends. I don't expect anyone to actually be happy that I'm back. My gaze watches my steps as my mind wanders. I never really knew thought about how lonely I am until now. Avery female.four years old.35', 150lbs.born to ChernobylxBeowulf.sibling to Adalmund&Aelfgar.bound to none.mated to none.betrothed to Leonidas.mother to none.tied to nowhere |