lone fae wanders around edge of home terra. thoughts roam to her childhood, filled with happiness and play. deep silver chasms spot memories of old. her mother, kaano, her brother, von pelt(even though it did change....), but where was her uncle? and ferdie? the one who looked after her so well. always the first to come over and ask about her pitiful life. another was missing. but what? ahh...now she knew. the sarcasm was gone. no pert comment from haryon to make her smile. she was now truely alone. bound by oath to one side, yet bound by memories to the other. what was she to do?





all alone for now and ever. noone to love. noone to care for. all because of one bad choice. all actions create reactions.





pillars carry fae to the lone oak standing in the empty field. animation stops short of bumping into it as nape cranes to inspect all of it in one vision.


sigh was admitted to escape larynx. single bead of moisture fell from the morning's dew onto warrioress's snout. sliding down the grey fur, it almost gave the image of a tear. a lone tear sliding gently down the face of a sad young wolf with memories long forgotten to her. she shook it from her face and turned away from the majestic oak.





never will I love. never will I care. not for anyone. not ever.....but maybe one.....





this one was sought.