It seemed as though an eternity had passed since she had been out of her territorial boundaries. Ever since the fight. . .the way she got injured. There was no way she could think about that though. . .not now and not anytime soon. She ever refused to acknowledge the fact that she would never be the wolf that she once was. Once the strong and confident wolf she was no longer existed. She was now an empty shell of her former self. Only to be returned to her family by a loving Koda. Enough could be said that she wouldn't be able to do anything anymore, but she still had her own knowledge. The knowledge that said that medicine would now help her get along, with her family as well. But she did want to do one thing. She wanted to see the cheeries.


The decision had been hard for her, or she, herself, was terrified to leave her boundaries alone. Never would she want to see her brother again, much less encounter him. . .she hoped he had left, satisifed with the fact that he had "succeeded" in killing her. No longer would she sit around though. She never wanted to feel useless again. Twitching her ears she walked. Her now right eye shut for the rest of her life on Earth and her back leg, ruined, but still working enough for her to walk perfect. And that's exactly what she was doing. . .walking. Running no longer proved itself easy for her. . .and she remained weaker than she once was. Unable to help the way to view herself she snorted. She no longer possessed the beauty that she once possessed.


As she came upon the orchard she was reminded of her own blood. The blood that had stained her own coat when she was attacked, as she lay there useless until Koda and Chantille finally showed up. . .it was the only reason she had lived. Otherwise, Ash. her brother, would have surely killed her right then and there when he had the chance. A distracting howl brought her gaze from the red cherries to the air. Pakuna? Could it possibly be her own pack mate? No. . .but she could recognize her pack mate anywhere and this voice was most definitely hers. The full moon peaked out from behind the clouds, smiling down at her, as if mocking her with its stare.


It was time to go find her pack mate though, so she answered the call. WIth the weakness in her back leg she refused to jump up, but instead she lifted her head to the sky and replied with a howl of her own. One filled with terror but the answer of going to see her friend. The one she had met briefly but knew. They were family. Walking forward didn't prove difficult but the wish to run did. She wanted to see Pakuna, no matter what the female might have thought about her looks. This mattered, and no doubtly she was sure she wanted to see part of her family, more than anything.


The walked proved longer than expected, but eventually she made it towards a large rock. . .one that reminded her of the time she had met Volkan in the forest. Lifting her head she caught sight of her pack mate. A small smile was brought upon her face as she lowered her head in submission before speaking softly. Opening her mouth a rough voice said, "Pakuna."

As her muzzle slowly closed, Pakuna let her mind go. The birth of the pups in Copper Rock brought new responsibilities onto the pack. The brown shaded woman hunted constantly, supplying the pack with food for energy to protect the borders. Aey needed food, of course, to produce milk for the little fluffy critters. With an almost inaudible sigh, she seated herself, rump softly landing on the cold stone.


Minutes later, a howl pierced the air- it sounded scared. Terrified. Feeling her skin crawl and forming goosebumps, Pakuna shot upward to her feet in alarm. Hackles raised as her rough emerald gaze scanned the orchard for any other wolves. The voice came from behind her. "Pakuna." She whipped around, tail flowing behind her like a breeze as she lay her eyes upon the howler. It was Nina. She looked horrible.


With her expression remaining calm, Pakuna leaped down from the rock, landing in long grasses before padding up to the injured wolf. "Aye, Nina, what happened to ye?" She appreciated the submissive posture that the tawny female proposed before her, but she was looking beyond it at the moment. Leaning forward, she gave a lick to the lady's cheek, directly below her swollen-shut eye.