Lone my dear!
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Thread Topic: Lone my dear!
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Yes ma'am.)
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(Okay. I said hotel and you said orphanage, I just got confused. I'm fine with either, though. Has Jaxon made the connection between Flight and the blown-up building, or does he really have no clue?)
She was tossed backwards by the shock of the explosion, debri buffeting her body. She screamed, but she couldn't hear herself.
And then she ran, as fast as she could. In human form and then in wolf. Away from the explosion and the dead bodies.
Away from the destruction she had caused so effortlessly.
Flight's eyes snapped open. She was covered in a cold sweat that made her feel cold and clammy. Panting slightly, she closed her eyes and tried to ban the images from her mind.
Lara frowned. "Whoever it was, I hope they rot in hell." She growled. -
He has no idea and i was thinking a hotel but a lot of people lived there as an orphanage and stuff.)
Jaxons eyes flashed. "Agreed." He growled and ran a hand through his hair. "It was god aweful." He sighed. -
Flight hugged her legs to her chest. The embers glowed softly with a dying light, and she stared at them once more. They'll kill you if they ever find out. The thought sprang, unbidden, into her mind. And she knew it was true. And if Jaxon knew...she had told him that she'd killed people, but he still had no idea to what extent. He would hate her. And he would have a good reason.
Lara snorted in disgust. "When did you first find out you were a werewolf?" She asked, changing the subject. -
Jaxon smile slightly. "When I was six. I started shifting randomly and uncontrollably and I scared the poor lady's there. One moment I was eating at dinner and the next they had a wolf pup running around in circles."
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Flight stood and walked stiffly inside, going around the room Lara and Jaxon were in and up to hers.
Lara chuckled lightly. "I can imagine that. What about Cammi and Goo?" -
"They already knew about it when they came." He looked around, his golden eyes searching for something. "Huh.. I thought I heard someone." He shrugged it off.
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Lara shrugged. "You live amidst a werewolf pack. There's lots of noise."
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He nodded but rubbed the back of his neck. "I'm going to go on a patrol. If anyone needs me, send them my way." He said and walked outside.
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Lara's eyes followed him as he left and she allowed the ghost of a small, proud smile play across her lips.
Flight, up in her room, saw Jaxon exit the building from her windowshe's a stalker hide your children. With a small sigh, she slipped downstairs and outside as well. She realized she didn't know the area very well, and it would be smart to explore a bit. Going the opposite way Jaxon had--she still had no intention of facing him with the flashback still so heavy on her mind--she shifted and trotted through the woods. -
Jaxon shifted and sniffed around. He kept his ears perked and mind sharp as he silently moved around the hotel before going out and circling a wider area.
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Flight shifted after a little while, loving the feeling of her bare feet on the leaves. She took in everything as she walked, listening and moving and looking. She padded on a few more minutes before stopping suddenly. Something was wrong. Turning slightly, she saw a broken down building and stepped closer. Something seemed eerily familiar about the building.
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Jaxon blew through his nose a he looked at the burnt skeleton of what was left of the orphanage/hotel. Sighing softly he sniffed around it before walking towards a hidden spot.
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Flight shivered and slowly stepped forward, staring at the burnt remains of what had once been a large building.
Fire, fire everywhere. The building flamed and Flight stared from a safe distance, hot tears running down her face.
She staggered as the image hit her, her hands flying to her head. Looking back up at the huge wood frame, she let out a soft noise.
This was the building she'd attacked so long ago. This was where she'd killed hundreds of people. With another small, broken cry, she walked forward, even though her body begged to turn and run. -
Jaxon perked his ears and stopped in his tracks. His hackles started to rise as he creeped along the burnt building.
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