
Defeated. That's what she'd been feeling lately. Absolutely defeated. Her F-you to her mother had been thwarted and in her attempts to show the world she was able to handle her own weight she'd lost her tail. Where the once long plume of pride stood tall above her arches in a display of dominance over her smaller siblings (even if she didn't happen to be the dominant one), was a stump, a small nub no more then a wolfs maw long, a puny little thing that ached everyday, all day. It had only been a short time since she'd left the safety of her high home and beeñ attacked by that demoness of the night but her heart longed to roam. Her paws longed for the touch of grass and other things that the world could give, how the plush blades tickled her coal black pads with each dainty pawsteps for the brutish femme.
She wasn't allowed to leave, her mother had forbade her from exiting their home and though she had probably been given permission to leave the den itself and roam the heights and sights below she felt nothing more then sadness and emptiness. She didn't come from this place, which was probably why her heart longed to find more then what these walls and halls offered, and she wanted nothing more then to leave. Not for good but she was just stir crazy, she didn't want to stay dormant anymore... But she also didn't want to face mother's wrath again... A heavy sigh escaped the massive woman's lips and she lay on her stomach staring out at the waterfall the flowed in front on their doorway.
As she stared blankly at the water she envisioned lands beyond here. The stories of her real mother pushed forth with the strength of a tempest and broke her trace as flashed of brightly colored flower fields reflected on the moving water, wavering as the liquid passed it through. It was like a movie screen in the wind, flapping pictures and images in front of her nose, ones she'd never know. Massive winged beasts of many colored soared through trees and and blew fire on unsuspecting creatures below in hopes for an easy meal, the cries of many warrior wolves fighting untold battles screamed below them with howls and growls of the war.
Her brows dropped slightly at the thought of home and she grew angry once more, this time at the world that had ripped her away from everyone she knew, everything she'd learned, replaced with the reminders of her entrance here in Canis. The memory of Reigns jowls around her near lifeless body, dangling loosely from her jowls as her adoptive mother bring her home to new things she wasn't sure she even wanted. Mother Reign was great don't make any mistakes, daddy Creole was nice too, weird though, like he didn't know what he was supposed to do around the young ones. It was almost funny to watch him stumble over his words and falter his looks to confusion.
A beetle decided to wander across her paws, the poor fool, and broke her trance. She stared at it with a furrowed brown now, jowls flat on the floor level with paws as she muttered a gruff “F'I can't go nowhere you can't neither...” She growled with jealousy and slammed a large paw down on top of the creature, a sly smile crossing her lips as she bared her teeth with a malicious, mischievous, grin. “Gotcha bitchhhh...” She chuckled as she lifted her paw to the side to see her lifeless prize squished against her foot. She frowned and narrowed her eyes at it in frustration, placing her paw back on the ground and wiping the bugs gutsy contents on the dens floor with a disgusted “Eyuh... Nasstyyyy thang...”
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