11-24-2018, 12:02 AM
Sometimes ignorance was bliss. Personally, Ymir would have preferred to forget about her past, to leave all that misfortune and bitterness behind. To her, her history was nothing but a boulder weighing her down. It was the origin of all her fears, and mostly her anger. It was why she led her life for her and not for anybody else--she was the author of her own damn story. Nobody could tell her what to do.
It was easy to ignore the loneliness that came with such a way of living. Most of the time, anyway. At night sometimes, when her mind began to wander, she thought back to everything that had happened. She wondered how it could have been different, how things could have changed. But, in the end, none of it mattered. It was done and over with and she was left alone with the pieces of herself to put back together. So far she thought she was doing a shit job.
Walking had become a sort of routine, thought it wasn't like she intended for it to be. It just seemed like her brain was all over the place recently, unsure what to do or where to go next. Should she stay in Sunhaven for a while? Should she go on some self-discovery journey? At this point she wasn't sure what her purpose was, why she was still alive after being killed. She questioned it plenty, asking whatever force or deity out there. What was she meant to be doing here?
Her pondering was cut short, however, a sudden smell catching her nose. She turns, glancing around before lifting her head to the wind and taking a long sniff. It definitely wasn't one of her clan-mates, the wolf deciding to go on and check it out. Maybe something interesting was going on. Much to her disappointment, it didn't seem that way, just someone on the border. Though she was definitely nice on the eyes.
"Hey," she calls to catch the other's attention, paws carrying her forward until she was standing just in front of her. "you look like shit. What're you doing out here?" real smooth indeed. She did look pretty uncomfortable, though. Unfortunately Ymir wasn't at all educated in healing or herbs. Hopefully it wasn't too serious. "character's speech."
It was easy to ignore the loneliness that came with such a way of living. Most of the time, anyway. At night sometimes, when her mind began to wander, she thought back to everything that had happened. She wondered how it could have been different, how things could have changed. But, in the end, none of it mattered. It was done and over with and she was left alone with the pieces of herself to put back together. So far she thought she was doing a shit job.
Walking had become a sort of routine, thought it wasn't like she intended for it to be. It just seemed like her brain was all over the place recently, unsure what to do or where to go next. Should she stay in Sunhaven for a while? Should she go on some self-discovery journey? At this point she wasn't sure what her purpose was, why she was still alive after being killed. She questioned it plenty, asking whatever force or deity out there. What was she meant to be doing here?
Her pondering was cut short, however, a sudden smell catching her nose. She turns, glancing around before lifting her head to the wind and taking a long sniff. It definitely wasn't one of her clan-mates, the wolf deciding to go on and check it out. Maybe something interesting was going on. Much to her disappointment, it didn't seem that way, just someone on the border. Though she was definitely nice on the eyes.
"Hey," she calls to catch the other's attention, paws carrying her forward until she was standing just in front of her. "you look like shit. What're you doing out here?" real smooth indeed. She did look pretty uncomfortable, though. Unfortunately Ymir wasn't at all educated in healing or herbs. Hopefully it wasn't too serious. "character's speech."