Teya had given birth.
Sorana had not been to see her mother since the news reached her ears. She had plucked mouthfuls of fur from her legs after hearing it, now half-bare and scarred from her constant attacks on herself. The light in Sora had winked out when her father died in front of her, but if there had been even an ember before, now it was buried under a mountain of bitter ash.
She was numb and expressionless as she emerged from the den on the isle and crossed the lake, swimming with ease despite her childhood fear of it. Fear couldn't hold a candle to what she had endured, and she found she was numb to that too. All that remained to Sora was a delicate balance between anguish and emptiness.
Her paws carried her rail-thin frame aimlessly through the woods and down the slope, away from the lake, away from her mother's den and the happy newborns that would soon erase her from Teya's mind. They carried her to the borders of the pack, where she stopped and fixed a desolate stare on the plains beyond.
She could not even feel a yearning to go, despite how terribly it hurt her to stay.
Sorana had not been to see her mother since the news reached her ears. She had plucked mouthfuls of fur from her legs after hearing it, now half-bare and scarred from her constant attacks on herself. The light in Sora had winked out when her father died in front of her, but if there had been even an ember before, now it was buried under a mountain of bitter ash.
She was numb and expressionless as she emerged from the den on the isle and crossed the lake, swimming with ease despite her childhood fear of it. Fear couldn't hold a candle to what she had endured, and she found she was numb to that too. All that remained to Sora was a delicate balance between anguish and emptiness.
Her paws carried her rail-thin frame aimlessly through the woods and down the slope, away from the lake, away from her mother's den and the happy newborns that would soon erase her from Teya's mind. They carried her to the borders of the pack, where she stopped and fixed a desolate stare on the plains beyond.
She could not even feel a yearning to go, despite how terribly it hurt her to stay.
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everything is blue - by Sorana - March 25, 2023, 11:01 PM
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