Kelsi
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Post by Kelsi on Jan 28, 2016 19:26:19 GMT
Life was never easy for a lone wolf. Life in a barren, hot, desert wasteland was even harder. Food was hard to come by, and often Kelsi wasn't strong enough to catch it. But she was finding ways to survive, even if those ways included methods such as stealing. To Kelsi, it didn't matter what the method was. As long as the outcome was her survival, she would do whatever it took.
Thankfully at that moment in time she wasn't too concerned with food. She had managed to find the body of a lizard, though what it had been killed by was anyone's guess, and while it wasn't much of a meal for a hungry wolf, it was still food and she was savouring every bite. But even though she ate slowly, her body was tense with anger. She was a wolf. A lizard was no meal for a wild wolf. She was no better than a filthy scavenger. But, she supposed, she only had herself to blame. She had betrayed her pack. She had ran away from the consequences. And if she was completely honest with herself, she had no regrets. If she hadn't betrayed her pack and fled, she would have died. Better for her to live at the cost of her family and pack, than for her to die simply because of foolish pride.
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