Wheeling Gull Isle There are darknesses in life

Pack Formation Thread: Border Marking
@Rokig @Firefly @Strand

It had been almost three weeks since the assault on her person. She itched and felt as though ants were crawling along her skin. Thick scabs covered her throat, and the place where he ear had previously been was still very painful. Padma settled near the freshwater pond at the center of the island. Strangely enough it was where the girl first met Strand.

There scent was becoming stronger on the island, others coming and going, but their scent always remained the same. During her time trapped on the island and at the mercy of the universe Padma found it hard to sleep, nightmares plagued her. The dark shadow that had been her assailant visiting her nightly in her dreams. Images of her blood draining from her body. She decided that sleep wasn’t necessary. Instead she found herself limping slowly along the edge of the island, committing the land to memory.

One such dream brought forth her frightened scream, pulling her into the land of the living.