She is Tiny, bearing cubs. I met her along the beaches, trying my hardest to fight through the panic I feel when I try to consider entering the Stone Cage. Mentally, she seemed frail and even started to cry. That was more confusing than the Human with a spear that wonders around the fields. What is something I said? I do not think I will even begin to understand the Humans soon, perhaps it is best to just sit and watch for now.
Now, my time becomes thinned. Am I irritated, no... not at all. Huntress needs my help, I would not of offered if I wasn't sure I wanted to. She has done so much for me, the least I can do is pick up the slack as well. A gift received is a gift given. Taverns, Sisters, Former Pack, Sykala, Rangers ... Huntress cannot go on with such weight. She would soon become exhausted. I will help as much as I can.
What bothers me the most is the wolf I had to put down. I spooked her and she became aggressive. I didn't want to, I tried to guard her while she rested to regain her strength... but it did not end there and I was forced to put her down. At least... I was able to make it quick. Huntress tells me not to feel guilty, but am I wrong for feeling such? I am no Kin, and she was of Sykala. The least I could do, was return her to him and pray.
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