Two Rivers Isle Reflections

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It was his first time leaving the shadewood. He didn't dare travel far - just across the river and onto the isle just past their borders. At the southern tip of the isle, a copse of trees shielded him from view. The water was stiller here, and he gazed into it, thinking.

His face was too recognizable. He was marked with the torn Cruor ear, and marked by Vex; he could still feel her claws dragging at his skin, tearing it. His blood had ran, warm and sticky, down his fur. And she had laughed. He was lucky to still have his eye. As he stared at his own reflection, he felt anger and resentment bubble up within. If he ever saw Vex again...

'You would freeze.' He thought coldly. 'You would freeze, and she would kill you. Don't think it'd be any different.' Vorilye growled lowly, then turned from the water. He was going to live in fear of her for the rest of his life. He knew it.