Raven's Watch but love is blind, and lovers cannot see

@Nova Rose

There were dreams, nightmares in particular, that haunted Asher's night. She remembered the men, then she remembered her pups, brown and gold, black and white, sterling silver and ashen gray. The pups that were born not of love, but of fear and hate and revolting dominance. It was not their fault, she supposed, but every time she looked upon their innocent faces, she was reminded of that particular encounter, and it was not something she wanted to remember, ever. In fact, if given the chance, she would rather obtain - can you obtain amnesia - amnesia and forget it ever happened.

But sadly, you did not get everything in life. That was a lesson Asher learnt very early in life, a lesson that she soon forgot, and a lesson that life threw at her face when she least expected it. Well, she wasn't ever going to forget it now, so life could go and fuck itself. She was done with its bullshit. Asher had suffered enough. Now, Ash decided that she was going do whatever she wanted to do for remainder of her life. Life was too short for regrets, and while she had her fair share of them, she didn't want any anymore.

Asher navigated through the trees with surprising ease, her gaze weary but her stance alert and on guard. She had too many bad encounters to be at ease now.