Larksong Grotto Versace

@Hosannah (:

The pack meeting really fucked her up, to say the least. She now has a religion-- one she doesn't even remember the name of, and is still flaming about the wolves who chose to leave the pack. She walks with less pride than usual, her head low and her tail by her ankles. She's not any less proud, simply upset and frustrated. Her amber eyes focus on the dirt she walks on, flitting occassionally to the grass sprouting up around her. At least the green was coming back-- there was always that to be happy about.