Sunbeam Lair You are wired for struggle

Perhaps @Mahler? Otherwise its an all welcome!

"Why do you keep Tryin'?"



The kid's voice had haunted her thoughts for a long while. It had been why she had taken to leaving the borders, it had been why she hadn't returned for a few days before taking the "edible" from that stranger. She absolutely had no intention on staying away forever, Diaspora was her home and she made a vow of loyalty to Stigmata that she intended to keep or die trying but...


"I won't hunt for you and nobody else should" 


What if he had been right? She had still been unable to hunt properly back then, Stigmata had ended the life of the first gopher she had tried to take down. It hadn't mattered that she had taken down another one herself, it wasn't enough for a pack so full of pups and mouths to feed. Diaspora was a place with no room for weakness, she had only meant to stay away for a few days and test her ability to feed herself and survive alone. Then she had been poisoned by that stranger, given a sweet ball of mind altering thought twisting drugs that she had thought to be some sort of traveler's snack. It had caused her to wander far beyond anywhere she had gone before, walking and running herself into exhaustion and causing her to grow lost. She had fought fang and claw to find her way back and the leanness of her muscles and fresh scars and wounds she displayed showed she'd had a rough time of it finding her way back. 


"You should leave" 


She froze outside the opening to the Lair, cringing as the memory crept unwanted into her mind. She shifted and stared in the direction of the lake, yearning to go forward and call for Stigmata and Mahler and plead her case. She swallowed thickly and sat down, taking a few deep breaths as she tried to work through the shame. They would think she was an idiot, she had made too many mistakes in Diaspora after all, how many more could she expect them to forgive?