Hideaway Strath A freak, a wh*re

she wandered through the territory. that bitch wasn't going to deter her from being at peace in her home with her husband.
she sought solitude again. her wounds were...healing.
progression was slow, but Dove's medication made her drowsy. lethargic.

she soon tried though, her wounds dragging her to her knees -- a little too literally. 
Sasha lay down, watching the wold for a few minutes, panting softly.
she wouldn't be caught out a second time, though perhaps she'd be graced with something far more interesting. 
a play toy, since Kynareth obviously wasn't faithful. why should she be if he wasn't?