Claiming Thread

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The wind rippled softly against her fur, her pelt rippling with the movement, the hairs flipping up to catch the wind as she walked. The pads were worn, torn in some places as she slowly stumbled along, one foot dragging limply behind her as she moved. After all, having a run in with another guard from Vahva was not something she had particularly wanted to do yesterday. But, despite her dislike of battle, she had attacked the wolf in a heartbeat, taking him down before he could get away. The blood stains still remained on her muzzle, and as her tongue darted out for a mere moment, she shivered at the feel of the dried liquid against her lips. She truly did despise battle.

"Why Ciryo? Why can't you leave me be?" Athena murmured softly as her black lips parted slightly, her head turning to glance behind her from the way she had come. She could still see the black hill of fur lying dormant beneath her, chest heaving from the effort she had just placed into the battle. Yet, somehow, she knew the wolf she had battled against was not dead. She just didn't have the heart to do such a thing, and that was her true weakness.

'He'll be coming for me soon...' She thought to herself as she came to a stop. Her head dropped slightly, and without any warning, she fell forward, her damaged leg slipping out from under her. Her head slammed into the dirt, a small whine slipping from her lips. Her small body shivered slightly, the muscles beneath her silvery pelt shaking from the movement. For a moment, her lids slowly slipped closed, sealing away the icy color of her eyes from the world. But then she remembered her duty, why she had come here in the first place.

Slowly pushing herself up once more, Athena looked ahead through the trees, spotting the small cave in the distance. With a slow limp still in her steps, she neared the cave, but before she could enter, she spotted a small path off to the side, leading up the mountain face. With a curious tilt of the head, she slowly moved up the path, still curious as she slowly tripped up the path she had discovered.

"What a beautiful sight." She mused softly as she reached the end of the path, looking over from the way she had just come. Her eyes lifted to the sky, loving the open feeling from up here. Her eyes slowly dipped downward once more, and as she looked over the small valley she had just come from, a small smile came over her weary lips. Her eyes closed once more, and as her back haunches slowly sank downwards, her tail coming to rest beside her feet, as she thought to herself. Without any warning, her head dipped backwards, and she let out a long, low howl, the sound echoing about her.

'The perfect place. You can't hurt me, not anymore.'

[{C.atastrophe's Saint}]

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