Ravensblood Forest On my own

It was weird to think that she was on her own now. No Dorthran wolf cared for her anymore. Zhavvi started to wonder if they ever cared for her. The slender yearling was glad to be kicked from the horrible Khalas. Although, all her traveling for nothing. For Zhavvi it was bittersweet because she was in a country where she didn't even speak the language. She was on her own. The only words she were; 'Helloww' meaning a greeting, 'Water' and 'Run'. Well you could say it were two basic things of life she needed. The slender girl trotted forward, she reached the edge of a forest and let her ears fall back. She wasn't used to being in a forest, having something above her other than the sky. She preferred an open sky.

Zhavvi wondered what she would do with her life, basically everything was open for her to do. The girl who liked poisons might continue with finding what herbs and plants were actually poisonous. Yet she didn't have anyone to try her poisons on. Maybe she should go to Kero's pack, but the last time he did they weren't pleased to see her. Other Khalas acted extremely different. They didn't move with their herd of prey, hell, they didn't even eat bison. She had to deal with not only a language barrier but also a cultural one. Her life was going to be very interesting on her own. At least she hoped so, she wouldn't want her life to be boring. With that thought in mind she stepped forward into the thick forest.