She was back.

And this time she wasn't going to try and join some stupid savages pack.

Got to find him.. that dumb wolf.. find....Marmota monax... find him.. got to find him.. him.. find.. got to...wolf.. Her thoughts circulated between finding the male who bit her and naming trees or animals that passed her by. Anne was slowly losing her sense of right and wrong. At first when Nina had told her that she should stay away from other wolves, Anne had agreed with her. Stay away from other wolves so that she didn't give whatever she had to the whole population.

However now she was not able to think correctly.

A need to bite something. To destroy whatever she was biting would sometimes take hold of her. At first Anne fought it. Then weeks went by, and she felt less and less need to fight the sensation. The need. Especially when other things began happening.

Once in a while that annoying tick would freeze her whole left side. Sometimes it would last seconds. Then there were times that she wouldn't be able to move correctly for minutes until her side would unlock itself. She worried more about this than the need to bite things.

Then there was a second problem that began happening. Her throat would almost close up when her body was stuck frozen for a short time. Then when her side would unlock her throat would stay tight for a number of hours after. It made it hard for her to drink and eat anything. This worried her even further. Though most of the time her thoughts were of humans and wolves both betraying her. Worry dripped away into hate for anyone who was able to live happily in this place called earth.

An hour passed and Anne finally huffed to a stop looking down at the world below. From there she might be able to see any wolves who dared approach her sickly scent. Find him.. that stupid wolf.. find..wolf.. bastard.. Her thoughts echoed as the need to bite took her. She gritted her teeth gnawing on her cheeks while pushing unknowingly herself closer to the pack that lived upon the mountains.

Her eyes stared at the rocks below. The gray forms motionless as they covered the mountain with their cold embrace. Like a thousand ghosts shadowing the plateau of light. Marring the plateau's beauty. The rocks marred the hidden grasses and flowers that would cover this mountain in Spring.

Anne had sworn she'd seen something moving among the boulders below her.

However now there was nothing there. Perhaps her mind was playing tricks on her. It had been doing just that for a few days now. Demons would appear out of noplace and scare the young woman out of her fur. Then they would melt back into shadow and disappear right in front of her once bright brown eyes.

Ignoring the feeling that she was being followed Anne continued to trudge up the mountain's face. Her breaths shook as she stared at the cold rocks in front of her. A twinge of pain seared through her back after she took a wrong step and fell forward. Then, the cream and russet wolf stood back up again and continued climbing. Terra was fully unaware of the female climbing around her to reach the top before she.

The sun broke through the clouds for a moment. Turning everything around her bright and golden. Terra's eyes couldn't take the brightness and she was forced to blink back tears as she climbed. Why was it everything on earth waned to hurt her? Even the sun's normally warm rays want to burn my eyes out fo their sockets. She growled quietly to herself while licking up one of those salty tears from her cheek.

It was then that she saw the silhouette.

Another cold gray form stood hidden among the rocks above her, casting a dark shadow over the russet and gray woman. Her eyes could see the wolf shadow, but she could not at first pin point the shadows source. As its source was the same color as the phantom boulders around it.

"Come out where I can see you!" She snarled pissed off at her blurred vision that threatened to blind her. She gritted her teeth as she stumbled forward again, then stood up and contiued forward ignoring the "Come no closer.." that the moving boulder barked. Wait... why is a boulder speaking to me? she snarled angrily paused and began scraping at the rocks beneath her claws trying to kill the ghosts within them.

"Boulders shouldn't be talking! Die boulder die! I'll find you and kill you! Cause your just a stupid rock!" Her mind didn't comprehend the wolf scent now wafting towards her from the gray stranger.

Her eyes squinted confused as the voice came from a different direction this time. From Above.. She gazed upwards blinking away the clouds that were obstructing her vision. Only a second later the sound and sight of a boulder heading for her jogged her already tense muscles into movement. Anne yelped skittering sideways on the rocks to avoid the rolling stone. The large ghost of the mountain only just missing her as it rolled downwards splitting on larger boulders below her. Panting heavily Anne turned herself around looking at the falling beast snarling.

"Ha!! You missed!" She raised her head and tail triumphantly and turned to continue ambling up the mountain. A cloud still covered her one eye but Anne had managed to clear her left orb. She spotted the silver figure with that one good eye paused and blinked. Her face turned to a growl while her head lowered in suspicion of the wolf atop the ridge.

Quickly she rubbed her head and face on her legs trying to rid herself of the clouds that marred her vision. Eventually after a few minutes she succeeded turning her now clear brown gaze up to the silver wolf form. "You're no ghost.. nor are you a boulder.." She scoffed letting a snarl wrinkle her muzzle. This wasn't the wolf she was looking for.

"Just another savage.. Not the one.. the male.. the one I'm.. searching for.. him.." Her growl turned to a snarl and she tensed herself as the need to bite something drove through her skull. Leaning her head on her forelegs Anne gritted her teeth then opened her eyes looking at the she wolf through the slitted openings. Then without a word she started padding forward again. Just staring at the she wolf. The ghost..

Another stupid cloud rolled onto the front of her eye.

"Fucking bastard.." She stoped and swore while trying to rid herself of the obstruction. Tilting to one side on three of her four legs while she used the forth to wipe her eye clear. "So who are you anyway.." She barked to the female who still stood far above her.

Rust and black ears swiveled in the womans direction tasting her voice as it reached them. Her voice was soft. Unlike all the others before. Spare for the two females she'd met so long ago..Then the woman spoke of being a healer. Like she knows some plant that would help that I haven't tried!? Hmphhh. Anne growled to herself again shaking her ruff and licking at a little drool that had leaked from the left side of her mouth.

"Oh yeah? Then what herbs would you suggest? I've tried many that can still be found in this frozen waste." Her words flowed normally for once, and though she had that need to bite edging her instint her mind was clearing again. Perhaps due to the sudden fright of the boulder. Even though she was ill Anne instinctually feared termination. That alone helped to clear her head for at least a short while.

The cream woman finished clearing her eye again and looked up at the silver she wolf. For a moment she stood unbalanced and staggered to the right. Then she found solid ground and stood watching the woman waiting for an answer. There was a chance she had missed a herb that she had no knowledge of, and however small that chance might be Anne would try it. Just to get the pain out of her throat, or to calm the urges that dragged her forward. Just to be able to eat or drink without her throat closing up.

She looked at the female suspiciously. How was eating a rock going to help her?

With a growl she sniffed the stone delicately. Of course it wouldn't smell like anything. Stones smelled like stones. Like earth. What. Was she hoping that the stone might smell like the pebble food from back home?

Just the thought of her old family brought a firey rage to the forfront of Anne's mind. A snarl appeared on her face and she kicked the stone away. Looking up at the silver she wolf Anne snarled low and deep. Asking her a single question.

"Where is the sick male wolf who bit me? Who.... this curse.. who..gave..me This ."She spat the last words out waiting for the female to point her in the direction the male had gone. Surely she had to know the sick male. He'd come from the mountains, asked about someone that he must have known living among the mountains. If she was from the mountain pack then this Sage wolf should know where he was.

Her tail twitched in annoyance followed by a number of twitches up her side that stifled the womans growl. Not now dammit..Not more shaking.. She closed her left eye while losing the feeling of her left side. Would it last seconds? Or would it last agonizing minutes.