In the weeks since pledging herself to the wolves of Diaspora, Nyx spent most of her time alone. True to her Ostrega heritage, she often ventured beyond their mountains and scouted the lowlands - testing herself and the undeniable urge to creep closer to the Northern shores.
Her return came following yet another failed attempt to find even a sliver of bravery. That fear of the past was ever-present, yet there were no words to describe the clench of her gut upon detecting a painfully familiar scent. Blood of her own kind, heavy and metallic on the warm Summertime breeze, triggered the memory that haunted her tirelessly.
Unwanted pups, bloodied and broken at her feet - slaughtered by her own fangs.
She was reluctant to investigate, but the tawny she-wolf pressed on with tentative and careful steps. Breath held, sable hackles bristled along her shoulders, Nyx crept through the foliage and paused when her yellow eyes found the source of that copper tang.
The General had fallen. Nyx stared at him laying there for a while until she felt dizzy, and at last she let her lungs deflate to suck in another deep inhale - something Stigmata was forever robbed of. Just like her own offspring.
It is the echo of a voice that brings her from her stupor, and her gaze flits to the other female and a platinum youngster, too late to even make attempt at aiding their broken leader. Rooted to the spot, trembling beneath the weight of her own inner turmoil, there is absolutely nothing that could encourage her any closer to the grisly scene before her. Her presence, useless as always, was likely little comfort to this mother and her babe; tragedy seemed common wherever Nyx came to settle. But still she rose her voice to join that of her nearby pack-mate, a mournful sound that carried over their mountains to deliver a solemn message that would inevitably affect all of them. Only when the howl faded did the wayward Ostrega twitch of a whisker and turned, wishing only to distance herself from this latest miserable scene before anyone else could arrive to witness her departure.
Her return came following yet another failed attempt to find even a sliver of bravery. That fear of the past was ever-present, yet there were no words to describe the clench of her gut upon detecting a painfully familiar scent. Blood of her own kind, heavy and metallic on the warm Summertime breeze, triggered the memory that haunted her tirelessly.
Unwanted pups, bloodied and broken at her feet - slaughtered by her own fangs.
She was reluctant to investigate, but the tawny she-wolf pressed on with tentative and careful steps. Breath held, sable hackles bristled along her shoulders, Nyx crept through the foliage and paused when her yellow eyes found the source of that copper tang.
The General had fallen. Nyx stared at him laying there for a while until she felt dizzy, and at last she let her lungs deflate to suck in another deep inhale - something Stigmata was forever robbed of. Just like her own offspring.
It is the echo of a voice that brings her from her stupor, and her gaze flits to the other female and a platinum youngster, too late to even make attempt at aiding their broken leader. Rooted to the spot, trembling beneath the weight of her own inner turmoil, there is absolutely nothing that could encourage her any closer to the grisly scene before her. Her presence, useless as always, was likely little comfort to this mother and her babe; tragedy seemed common wherever Nyx came to settle. But still she rose her voice to join that of her nearby pack-mate, a mournful sound that carried over their mountains to deliver a solemn message that would inevitably affect all of them. Only when the howl faded did the wayward Ostrega twitch of a whisker and turned, wishing only to distance herself from this latest miserable scene before anyone else could arrive to witness her departure.
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