01-20-2015, 03:43 PM
Sierra wandered for days, and weeks. Sierra had lost all track of human time. She had no pattern, no reason for her movements. Her only goal, to avoid humanity. Her senses and the outlying wolves helped greatly.
It was because of humans her brother was dead, and now her beloved Snow was lost to the hands of poachers. She killed the men who had killed snow. The deaths weighed heavy on her soul, as did the sorrow of her lost friend. She still could not forgive Calvin for his jumping in. But she knew it hadn't been his fault anymore than it had been hers or Snow's. Wrong place wrong time, but that knowledge didn't make things any easier.
Sierra found sanctuary in a wayward pine. Her small fire keeping her warm, and the furs she'd hunted herself now kept her warm in the blustery mountain air. It was like when she'd been with Snow before Moscow, now, now she was alone, and the bitter cold stung to her bones as she drifted off to sleep.
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It was because of humans her brother was dead, and now her beloved Snow was lost to the hands of poachers. She killed the men who had killed snow. The deaths weighed heavy on her soul, as did the sorrow of her lost friend. She still could not forgive Calvin for his jumping in. But she knew it hadn't been his fault anymore than it had been hers or Snow's. Wrong place wrong time, but that knowledge didn't make things any easier.
Sierra found sanctuary in a wayward pine. Her small fire keeping her warm, and the furs she'd hunted herself now kept her warm in the blustery mountain air. It was like when she'd been with Snow before Moscow, now, now she was alone, and the bitter cold stung to her bones as she drifted off to sleep.
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