What Doesn't Kill You Makes You Stronger [Naira]

[Annabelle]

It has seemed that as of lately her life have had more bad moments then good ones. The longest lasting good time that she could remember was when she was back at Moonlight Wolves which was her home prior to Anikira. There she was an alpha to a pretty much deserted pack, though the loneliness didn’t really bother her back then. She had not a care in the world back then until she had fallen in love with a brute named Inari that she had found hunting in her lands. The bliss of the relationship was great until it ended when a fire broke out and ended her lover’s life thanks to the creatures that were called “humans” that were trying to civilize the area. It was still as if that day was yesterday because Annabelle could vividly see the flames and the smoke that arose from them as well as the overwhelming smell of the smoke. She now had no home thanks to those good for nothing humans but they in a weird way were come kind of a blessing for if it weren’t for them, she wouldn’t be where she was now.

Washing up on the shores of the island was almost like a blessing for it was a fresh, new start for the beautiful she wolf. Once she was able to get back up on her feet and leave her past behind her, she found a new home within a pack and it was there that she met the second love of her life, Chaika. Though there was a period of a not so good time then when the pack she had called her home disbanded without notice, she was still able to find comfort thanks to the Eastern Timber brute. The two fell in love and were expecting a litter and all seemed well once more but of course with her luck, it didn’t last long either.

One day, Belle was dumb enough to leave the safety of her homelands and by doing so, she encountered a female whose’s name she still doesn’t know to this day. The she wolf had attacked her for no reason at all and it was only Belle’s plea of how she was expecting that spared her life. She was greatly injured from the attack and it made Belle fear that she was going to lose the pups. However, to her greatest relief, the day came where she gave birth to four beautiful puppies and they for the most part seemed to be unharmed, except for one of them who would ended up being blind. She was finally a mother and couldn’t be happier, but even her happiness then didn’t last long.

By the time her babies were two months old, two of them had disappeared as well as Chaika without a trace and were presumed dead. The grief was overwhelming and Belle was finding it hard to continue on with her life, but it was her two remaining pups, Ayiti and Kadar, that allowed her to do so. She always kept a close eye on them and always kept them close for Belle knew that she couldn’t suffer anymore loss, though once the pups grew older, they outwardly expressed their need to become more independent, and she started to let them branch away from her, but never too far. However, she ended up regretting doing so when her blind baby Kadar disappeared around the time they became yearlings. Now all that was left was Ayiti who she knew craved to start a life of her own. She remembered how when she was her age, she had already ran off to start a life of her own and she knew that even though she dearly wanted to keep her daughter close to her, Belle decided to grant her daughter’s wish as she said what she hoped wouldn’t be their last goodbyes as Ayiti went one way and Belle went another.

A little over a year had now passed since she had said goodbye to Ayiti. Each day had been a struggle but with every passing day, Annabelle became stronger emotionally. Though she was much better than she was a little over a year ago, she still had her moments where she couldn’t help but to feel depressed. She was now six years of age and had been residing in one of the more desolate areas of the Shydar in order to keep her contact with others minimal for she wanted to be alone. However, she made the decision to try and get back into the real world since she wasn’t getting any younger and despite her depression, she knew that she didn’t want to live the rest of her life like this. So she got up on all fours, giving her muscles a good stretch before doing so, and went off at a fast trot. She wasn’t exactly sure what she was looking for at first, but once she got closer to the central area of the meadow, she realized that she was craving a social interaction with another wolf. Despite this craving, she couldn’t bring herself to go looking for an individual to chat with and instead sat down in hopes that one would find her.


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Tags: Naira
OOC: SO I am a bit rusty with Annabelle, so I am sorry if it sucks. xD

[Naira]

The grass of the meadow was of the lushest green she had ever laid eyes on. It contrasted perfectly with the flowers that seemed to stretch out in an endless crimson sea around her. They were so positively red, as if each petal had been individually painted to bright, colorful perfection. The meadow had been so beautiful upon first sight that she had to stop and stay, if only for a little while. She had no goals, no end destination. Every morning she stretched her limbs, exploring lands she had never seen before. She had seen no other wolves on her travels, and that was perfectly all right by her. She had no desire to mingle with strangers. There was only one wolf she wished to have by her side.

Although it had been weeks since she last saw her sister, Naira still couldn’t help but expect to see her lying nearby when she woke up in the morning. It was the curse of being a loner. Sometimes the young femme would catch a glimpse of white out of the corner of her eye and turn, expecting to see her sister’s pelt through the trees. Other times she would see something, and turn to tell her dear sister about it, only to remember… Alena was dead, and no amount of wishing was going to bring her back.

She’s dead because of me. The thought tore through her mind like a thorn. Her dear sister had leapt to her rescue during a bear attack. The lumbering animal had come to their territory in the night, its temperament red with rage. It stood three times taller than the two sisters, and before anyone knew what was happening, it had attacked and killed their mother. Then, it turned on the younger wolves. Naira had seen a flash of its dark, beady eyes and black maw before her vision was blocked by her sister. She had leapt in front of Naira with her jaws wide, aiming for the bear’s neck. Naira had stood and watched as her sister sank her teeth into its matted, dense fur, but she was too small. With one toss of its head, the femme went sprawling onto the forest floor.

So, Naira had run. She ran until her lungs burned and her legs gave out from under her. She collapsed, safe at last. Out of the territory. Away from the horrors she had witnessed. She had left her sister behind, and by the time she returned to the scene, it was too late. Her sister’s lifeless body laid in the dirt, untouched besides the gash to her throat that had proved fatal. There was no sign of the bear; only of the destruction the maddened creature had left in its wake. There, she stayed with her broken family for two days, mourning then in song and grief before she found the strength to leave then behind forever. Replaying the memory of her family’s death caused fresh grief to grip the femme’s heart. She lifted her head to the sky and cried out her sorrow. Her voice sang, long and sad above the meadow of red flowers, and they danced as if moved by the very power of her singing.

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Count | 574
Tagged | Annabelle
Muse |  Good
Notes | They're both so sad.