Wild Berry Meadow Going through the Motions

Depressed, she strolled through unkown terrains and dark woods, wide meadows and big lakes. How long had she been alone? She did not know. Hours? Days? She was numb, without any feelings. No hunger, no thirst, no anger, no sadness, nothing. She was empty. And it killed her.
She would rather feel every bad feeling that existed, shame, madness, anything but this numb silence. Ayana's mind did not talk to her after the incident, and the female did not know whether this was a good or a bad sign. Clearly, she was not happy, but what made her walk and live was neither hope nor hopelessness. Something inside her made her drink from fresh springs and eat small deers or rabbits, something made her survive. Maybe she knew that she owed this to Burke, to her pack. Maybe it was just hormones.

It had been a long time since she met another wolf except Fox, and Ayana did not really feel like talking to anyone since her last encounter with a wolf did not end very well. all she rememberred was Fox' angry face, her body language and the sounds she made when she signalled that Ayana was not welcome in her pack. And since that day, Ayana was heartbroken. If her mind would say anything, it would probably call her a whiny little bit*h but Ayana did not care.

It was just when she trotted for another while, when her nose picked up the scent of another wolf. Very intense and fresh. She was not alone anymore. Ayana decided to follow the scent for a while until she reached a wide, beautiful meadow, with flowers and berries everywhere. Sunlight softly touched the grass and brids tweeted happily ever after. This place was magical. But someone was there, she could smell it. The wind turned a little and Ayana realised that it was not one lone wolf, but two. Panick was rising up inside her, and she wanted to leave, when suddenly she saw one of the wolves. Burke.

Ayana almost collapsed. What date was it? Did she miss their meeting and now he was coming for her? Or did he know she failed and disappointed him? Was he there to ... kill her?
Suddenly she saw the wolve's tail. This male was not Burke. It was his son. Seamus. Burke had told her that his son looked like him, although she was not too sure if Seamus was actually his name. Sean? Samuel? Ayana shook her head. He really looked exactly like Burke.
Ayana glanced down to her paws, did she stand in an ants nest? Something tickled her, it was as if ants were crawling all over her body, and the female wiggled around for a second.

However, because Stephen was not alone, she decided to stay hidden for a second, although something inside her made her move closer to the two wolves without her realizing. It was as if she had no control over her body, something inside her really wanted to be closer to the male who's name she had forgotten.