Post by Voltaire on Jul 22, 2012 3:23:22 GMT -5
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7/22
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I suppose I could call her a witch, but that would be putting it lightly.
She was an interesting character; you wouldn't believe the shit she did.
Unfortunately for me, I was kind of naive.
I had this problem. I was a free spirit. I hated being tied down - held back. I was... nearing that age. Shit, how do I explain this- I was in line to woo the leader's daughter. It sounds so fairy-tale, but I wanted nothing to do with it. I wasn't ready to mate and I sure as hell wasn't ready to spend the rest of my life dedicating it to some other animal I didn't even know - I mean, who the fuck do you think I am? I high-tailed it outta there as soon as I could. I was only a young panther. I wanted to do things my way.
Now, I don't remember much about the time I spent in transition between my pack and.. her. All I remember is that she found me and I - I can't forget her. I can't forget a damned thing about her!
What? I'm not raging! I'm perfectly fine!
She took me in and she told me I could trust her. I was stupid! I was stupid and foolish and I wish I could take it all back!
I saw things no one should ever have to see. I felt things no one should ever have to feel. I hope no one ever is ever forced to go through what I-
I mostly just sat and watched - watched her work, I mean. She didn't work on me immediately. I guess she was waiting. She could have been waiting until she finished her projects so all her attention would be on me, or she could have been waiting just to build my trust up in her. God, I hate her. I don't even know what she was trying to accomplish. I didn't want to stick around long enough to find out. But, here I am and all is well, I guess.
I can't. No! I told you I can't! I need a break. I'm outta here.
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7/22
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I suppose I could call her a witch, but that would be putting it lightly.
She was an interesting character; you wouldn't believe the shit she did.
Unfortunately for me, I was kind of naive.
I had this problem. I was a free spirit. I hated being tied down - held back. I was... nearing that age. Shit, how do I explain this- I was in line to woo the leader's daughter. It sounds so fairy-tale, but I wanted nothing to do with it. I wasn't ready to mate and I sure as hell wasn't ready to spend the rest of my life dedicating it to some other animal I didn't even know - I mean, who the fuck do you think I am? I high-tailed it outta there as soon as I could. I was only a young panther. I wanted to do things my way.
Now, I don't remember much about the time I spent in transition between my pack and.. her. All I remember is that she found me and I - I can't forget her. I can't forget a damned thing about her!
What? I'm not raging! I'm perfectly fine!
She took me in and she told me I could trust her. I was stupid! I was stupid and foolish and I wish I could take it all back!
I saw things no one should ever have to see. I felt things no one should ever have to feel. I hope no one ever is ever forced to go through what I-
I mostly just sat and watched - watched her work, I mean. She didn't work on me immediately. I guess she was waiting. She could have been waiting until she finished her projects so all her attention would be on me, or she could have been waiting just to build my trust up in her. God, I hate her. I don't even know what she was trying to accomplish. I didn't want to stick around long enough to find out. But, here I am and all is well, I guess.
I can't. No! I told you I can't! I need a break. I'm outta here.
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