Things in the Plateu always seemed to be chaotic. There was always something that caused heads to turn and whispers to run along the members, whether it was about a presumed death, a disapperenace, an infidelity, a new couple arising or just pretty much any detail of another's life --the plateu wolves always found something to talk about.
And with Junior's departure into another world --this time not one underneath the ground-- still burning on the plateu wolves' hearts, Amelie decided to take once again to the shadows, following the advice Sun Spark had once given her. As she trotted into the eerie looking cluster of trees at the edge of the flatlands, she tried to release some of the tension that had built up on her shoulders.
Her improvised meeting with Kisu had left emotional wounds that only added pain to the girl's bruised heart.He had left a small fracture in her heart and cars crashing in her brain.
She was a wreck.
A beautifully broken bird that refused to give up flying despite having shattered wings. And speaking of birds, a black bundle of feathers laid in the distance, she approached slowly to the crow's rotting corpse. "I know that feeling" she whispered to herself as she prodded the bird's cold body with her paw.
