Mirror, mirror on the beach's floor, tell me who's the saddest of them all, she whispered as another tear rippled the small puddle's surface. She tried to remember a day when she could truly say she had been happy, but none came to mind. Her life had been filled with tragedy and sadness since her mother had died on her. She had been rescued by a pack only to be thrown into the dungeon of another as she tried to get out. Even if now she was technically and legally a free wolf, she had no place to go.
The prison had become her home sweet home.
A moving crest of white foam reached the corned of her eye, she turned her head to see the tide was rising, soon the ground she stood on would be reached by the oceans fingers and her puddle would become nothing but a dent under the water's surface. She gave a resentful look to the ocean and decided to take a step back in precaution.
It was then that another fugure entered her peripheral view, a gaunt silhouette dipped in black. Claire's golden orbs settled on the wolf's face as she entered the water with a defiant look in her face. The pale girl looked at her for a long minute, wondering if the female was there to clense her fur as she had once tried to. "Aren't you afraid?"she barked with bewildered eyes, as if expecting for a huge wave to suck in the dark female and drag her to the bottom.
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