Post by Deleted on Mar 24, 2011 21:20:16 GMT -5
Ashlyn walked alone which was not normal she was always with her brother, but she need time alone. Her honey colored eyes moved over the area this was lake Vero. The night sky was full of stars. She sat on the grass as she looked up. She felt odd being in her human shape. But she did not want to get into trouble so she stayed as she was. The moon a bright, and a crest in shape. She wondered if she made the right choice. She felt the wind move some, the scent of animals. Other of the pack filled her nose. She sighed as she said " mother why did you not fight back" her voice was low. Her eyes where closed as her mind moved over the past. They where nine years old, was that why she did not want them to die. Was that why she did not change. If the men had know what she was they would not have just killed her they would hunted them down. Her mind moved as she remembers seeing the man push the knife into their mother body. The sounds or the scent well never go way, She had told her brother she had black out like him but she had not ,she remember that the both change and rip into the men like wild wolfs. She was glad her brother did not remember. She never cry in front anyone, not even her brother. She was not plane on started now lucky she was alone.
So she hope she was alone, She felt the tears moved from her eyes. They had been nine and they where alone in a world. Lucky their mother had told them last year what they where. She had been cleaning up the mess that where made then. She had clean the blood off both them. Ciar had been still passed out, She had to think fast, she let in the some stray dogs. They eyed her, they where stupid. She was had them take the blame for the murder. From that day on the two had a bond, things went unsaid. Their life was not the best, they live a year on the street getting food where the could. Stealing and robbing they where getting go at it. Then it all went from bad to worst what the saying out the frying pan and into the fire. Life was crap, but they where alive. Three years she puts with kicking, slapping, the names they call her. The looked the older men gave her.
They where help by an old gary haired man, who smell of hay and wet dog. She was happy to be way from the people who kept her. The old werewolf showed them how to live as what they are, unlike her brother she was not able to open to the man. He took care of them in tell they where 16 she remember the times. The old man was not like their mother who spoke of sweet things. That seem a long time ago, she was 19 year old to most of the human. When she and her brother moved into town she heard the whisper about them. Shook her head as her honey brown eyes moved back to the star filled sky.
She moved some as she sat up her light blonde hair was down as she held her knees. She wondered if it was time for her to pull away from her brother so many things where running throw her mind as she moved her hand to her head as she wiped the unwanted tears from her eyes. " i am glad Ciar not here to see me like this" she whisper to herself. She wondered if she would ever find someone she could truly talk with. She heard a noise from movement nearby, Was it animal, human or a pack member. She did not know yet she wait and see who or what it was.
So she hope she was alone, She felt the tears moved from her eyes. They had been nine and they where alone in a world. Lucky their mother had told them last year what they where. She had been cleaning up the mess that where made then. She had clean the blood off both them. Ciar had been still passed out, She had to think fast, she let in the some stray dogs. They eyed her, they where stupid. She was had them take the blame for the murder. From that day on the two had a bond, things went unsaid. Their life was not the best, they live a year on the street getting food where the could. Stealing and robbing they where getting go at it. Then it all went from bad to worst what the saying out the frying pan and into the fire. Life was crap, but they where alive. Three years she puts with kicking, slapping, the names they call her. The looked the older men gave her.
They where help by an old gary haired man, who smell of hay and wet dog. She was happy to be way from the people who kept her. The old werewolf showed them how to live as what they are, unlike her brother she was not able to open to the man. He took care of them in tell they where 16 she remember the times. The old man was not like their mother who spoke of sweet things. That seem a long time ago, she was 19 year old to most of the human. When she and her brother moved into town she heard the whisper about them. Shook her head as her honey brown eyes moved back to the star filled sky.
She moved some as she sat up her light blonde hair was down as she held her knees. She wondered if it was time for her to pull away from her brother so many things where running throw her mind as she moved her hand to her head as she wiped the unwanted tears from her eyes. " i am glad Ciar not here to see me like this" she whisper to herself. She wondered if she would ever find someone she could truly talk with. She heard a noise from movement nearby, Was it animal, human or a pack member. She did not know yet she wait and see who or what it was.
