The Lost Islands
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You've got your scars,I've got my own

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Not everyone is perfect.

A familiar smell tickles her nose, but it seems to fade as she moves along, unaware of the pair of eyes staring her form down. It had been a few seasons since the smell of the lagoon plagued her coat and filled her senses; it was all but a memory to her. Her parents though still appeared in her head from time to time, going over their briefs encounters with each other. Neither of them had ever shown her a bit of kindness. To her mother she'd been a vile thing, a product of rape, whilst her father had viewed her as property. All Sicily really knew of them was how sharp their teeth could be in her rump.

With her thoughts turning from carefree to a more darker form, her body did too. She walked more steadily and her ears slipped backwards even before a golden shape invaded her view and her trek along the path. Sic stopped, eyes narrowing on the man. Again, like before, the familiar smell swirled around her, but she was still at a loss. It had been to long, but the man's words cut through her thoughts like poison and had her backing away.

the lagoon

She shook her head, as if denying what he was saying, but it was clear as he came toward her that he was not joking with such words. The lagoon would never truly leave her alone would it?

Pulling herself backwards, she avoids his snapping mouth by an inch and the touch of his skin on hers. Her lips curl slightly and her ears bury themselves deeper into her wild mane. "My father send you?", she snaps out, her accented voice rough with the anger that was coursing through her veins. The only reason the lagoon would even be coming back to her was if Thane had returned. Only he knew that she was his daughter, his blood. She'd kept herself hidden for so long without any trouble.

With her eyes still on him, she walked backwards, and just as it seemed that she was following through with his intentions, she lunges to the left and takes off into the trees, not caring if he followed or not. She would not go back to that vile place.

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