Shadewood And We Meet Again

Ears swiveled to the side as Mella asked her what was wrong. Heat rushed to her cheeks in embarassment. Why did her face have to be so easy to read? Breathing a short sigh, she decided to give in and explain to her what they were like. "Not. Nice." She muttered, her voice clearly laced with hatred. "All of them. My brother and parents were mean... horrible." She spat, hackles raising and ears pinning flat to her cranium at the though of them. "The only ones that truely cared for me was my other brother Raynar and my cousin Zaavier." Her voice caught in her throat, hardly able to say those names again. Raynar and Zaavier. They were so dear to her, why did life have to take them away? 

"Zaavier thinks I'm dead now... And Raynar? I don't know where he is or what he knows." She gave another long sigh, clearly worked up about it. Her ears were flat against her head and her hackles were raised. Her anger was not meant for Mella, but it was nearly impossible to hide her feelings when her eyes met the brown girl's. There were bright with ferocious fire and she glanced down at her paws. She drew in a long shakey breath and forced herself to calm down. She managed not to tell her the details, which spared Laika from living through it again. "But the past is the past and I'm moving forwards. Thats most important."