Stone Circle Your Mother Should Know

it is timeeeeeeeee Mometteeeeee! @Valette

It had been a while since the female was on Easthollow grounds, the territory almost seemed new to her, the grounds felt foreign as she stepped. The blades of grass brushed against her legs as she strolled through the grounds, her tail swishing with the rhythm of the wind and her ears forward with anticipation. There was a lot of thinking since her last encounter in Easthollow, events that she could not stay to process for she feared she would lash. However, there were some loose ends that were in need of tying up, knots that were twisting her heart and causing her mind to fog, she needed justice, justification. Her movements slowed to a stop as she approached an enclosed space where it seemed private. She needed to speak to her alone. But she knew that she could not return without gifts, so the girl came prepared with traveling back and forth with mouths of small prey that were as small as a mouth and to as plump as a rabbit. She herself looked more healthy than she did 3 months ago, she remained neutral about that though, for even though those events have ended, the memories were still fresh in her mind. The anger she felt still lingered, though the urge to unleash was locked away, it was still simmering, waiting to burst at any moment. 

Vespera questioned her morality, should she come to terms of what has happened to her and try and move on? In her vulnerable, mind, she couldn't quite let go, not yet, she needed something to put her mind at ease. The truth is the female found that she collects herself better when she is alone, for that was the way it was all her life and has found a coping mechanism for her troubles. She felt calmer, but she didn't know how long it would last. She had brought the last of her offerings into a pile, some of them were fresh, but some had days on them, but were still good to eat. She piled her prey into a small pile by nudging it with her nose. She was about to make the call when her mind flipped on her because she remembered her scar, the scar that reminded her of the attempt on her own life. It was now permanent, and there was nothing she could do to hide it, questions will be asked, and she wouldn't know how to answer them without lashing and letting her emotions take hold. The scar was healed but would remain a reminder of what she tried to do to herself. The damage was on her right eye so she turned away so that only the left side of her face was showing, she sat on her haunches and collected herself as her heart beat faster and faster with every passing moment. She couldn't postpone it any longer, and with the dip of her muzzle to shooting up into the air with a howl that broke the air, she had done it. Vespera's howl rang in her ears, and her heart felt like it was going to burst out of her chest. "C'mon Vespera, you can do this," she told herself in a whisper, but she doubted herself. She sat with her hiding her right face and looking down on the ground with her prey pile built, she was ready for her consequences.