The pain...ohh, the pain. Why the hell did it have to hurt so much? Every step brought a sore muscle, a pang of stinging sensations throughout her limbs. Her brown eyes were narrowed, her ears tight against her skull. Silver-gray fur was tattered like an unwanted animal. The woman loped along, lithly sliding between the cherry trees.


Hunger pulled at her stomach and formed an intense knot. Growling softly to herself, the petite shewolf dragged herself beneath a tree, lowered her head down slowly. Muzzle crinkled as she sucked up cherries from the grasses below, her face turning to that of disgust. The flavor of the berries was something she obviously did not favor, but there was nothing else to eat, so it would have to do for now. She would certainly be unable to catch her own prey for a long while, and perhaps a diet of berries would become more palatble to her- hell, it better.


She flopped on the ground now, wincing as pain shot through her body. With a frown striking across her elegant face, she closed her eyes, wanting to scream out. Why did this have to happen to her? Why did Jedd do this? She wanted someone right now...anyone. Someone who would help her. She did not want pity, no, but more so of a motivational speech. Finn no longer belonged with Swift River, so life as a lone would triple in difficulty for her.

Finn rose up slowly as the female loped towards her. The small silver-gray woman's ears flattened against her head and she raised her ebon lips, exposing her ivory fangs. Her chocolate eyes were lit with a miserable flame, showing the pain and fear she was in. Releasing a low growl, she tried to step back, but stumbled. Within the next moment, something had taken her surprise- the soft swipe of the woman's tongue came across Finn's muzzle. Eyes narrowing, the gray woman now lowered her inky lips, staring in confusion at Nina.


No, she did not recognize her one bit. "Who are you?" She demanded, hackles beginning to rise down her furry neck. Finn did not wish for this to become a pother, for she just wanted to get away. A moment ago, though, she was wishing for company...what was wrong with her? With an airy woof, she tried once more to step backwards, but the pain that pulsed through her body forced her to stay put.


Why the hell did this wolf lick her muzzle? Finn could not register her odor as anything familiar. Looking at the ground, the small lady eyed a cherry, feeling her stomach turn. She really ate about six of the damn things? What was she going to say to the woman? Pardon me while I vomit, miss? Or, maybe she could just throw up without warning and the wolf before her would take off in disgust. Face crinkling, she looked to the wolf, waiting to see how she would reply to her question.

Finn relaxed from her withdrawn state. Her face seemed to soften; her eyes swirled with curiosity. Blinking rapidly, she stuttered on her next words "Ni-Nina...Ok. Th-thank you...." She did not know what to say. Since the attack, she seemed to lose her stability with thoughts; she was constantly on edge now. Paranoia followed her like her own shadow. Ears rising up now, she stood awkwardly before the tawny shaded woman. "It...was...my brother." It came out of her mouth automatically. She wanted a wolf to support her, damnit, and one appeared- it was best to put her words into this wolf. Nina was the one who healed her, after all.


Her jaws closed once she finished her sentence. She could feel her muscles in her face tensing as she thought of her brother, Jedd- no, wait...he wasn't her brother anymore. He was a bastard and deserved to die. Why on Earth would he want to attack his own sister, when she had never done anything to him? A frown now pulled at her ebon lips, pulling them downwards in fear. Her chocolate eyes peered shyly at Nina as she carefully watched the wolf.

The wolf was full of broken thoughts; her mind was a shattered mirror. Blankly, she gazed at Nina, words from the woman's mouth going through one ear and out the other. She grasped the last question though with firm paws, her eyes narrowing. "I am no longer welcome there. I lacked in participation in Swift River....they gave me the boot." Her words were emotionless, her face a canvas of no feeling. Brown eyes looked to the ground as a whir of pain swept through her body. She was most likely to be a loner for quite awhile- life was going to be difficult.


The small woman turned her frame now, eyes lifting towards the nearest cherry tree. The ripe orbs of red hung from the branches, awaiting their turn to fall or be eaten by a creature. Mind ran like a record with no song, blaring silence through the emptiness that was now her being. She related herself to the deep red fruits on the tree. I wait to fall, and if I fail to do so, I am eaten. My fall had not been successful; for instead I was eaten by my own blood. My own blood. With chocolate pools glazing over in tears, the silver-gray woman blinked rapidly to shoo them away. Her head came around slowly, and she looked to Nina, her jaws closed and tense.

Her eyes were empty; her soul seeming to wander from her. She gazed at Nina, who asked her about a wolf that was on the scene when she was found injured. "Ash." Her voice was quiet as she spoke, nothing altiloquent. She growled as she sat on her haunches, eyes wincing as she did so. Pain was distracting Finn from the healer's question, but she forced herself to inform the wolf- she did save her life, after all.


"Y'all look alike..." She peered at the woman's eyes, and they had the same slanted appearance as Ash's had. Looking at her with fascination, her gray-silver head began to bob. "Yeah....Ash. He's nice. Why are you wonderin', if you don't mind me asking?" Good. She was getting herself back by talking. She began to feel her soul be absorbed back into her flesh; her eyes began to light up again. This is what she needed...social interaction. A tiny smile crept onto her face, but she still remained like a statue before Nina. Finn reeled her head back as her stomach growled, begging for food. Seems those damn cherries didn't work anything for her.