xxxxxI'M A NEW SOUL
xxxI came to this ▶ strange world
x██ x ██ x ██ x ██ x ██ x ██ x ██
xxxxxhoping I could learn about how to give and take
xxxx______( but since I came ↻! here
xxxxx kickoffyour found the joyxxx and the fear
xx♕FOUND MYSELF MAKING EVERY POSSIBLE MISTAKE
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The sound of grass crunching under someone's foot steps, caused Andrea to turn. Being as she had just been in a fight, and adrenaline was flowing through her body, she turned sharply. Her eyes were narrowed and her hands already balled up into fists, only to see it was the alpha fae. Her shoulders, relaxed at that, and a small sigh escaped her mouth. Her body was tired, but that wouldn't have stopped her if it had been another attacker. Anything would have been done in order to protect the North Pack. She figured that that was one of the reasons Todd had put her as a warrior, despite her small stance. She would have been no good at anything else. She was a fighter.
Alianne's words made the warrior to turn her head back to the woman. She frowned, her eyebrows furrowing in confusion. Daughter? What was she even talking about? Andrea had grown up with most of these people and she never recalled a daughter. Then she connected the dots. She was speaking to Dakota. Andrea's jaw tightened, but she didn't say anything. It wasn't her place to say anything, and it surely wasn't her place to say something of the alpha. Surely, it wasn't true that the alpha fae had been with..him. Her mind wandered back to when Alianne had first arrived there. She had been there for a few years, but she obviously had come from somewhere. Apparently, the South Pack. She hadn't ever put much thought into it before now.
The scouts left the scene, leaving the three wounded lycans and Alianne. Mercedes looked the worse out of all of them. She had fought well enough for someone who hadn't been trained to really fight. Andrea spent a lot of her free time, practicing. She would often work out in a gym or spar with one of her fellow warriors. Andrea wasn't some bulky girl that they might have expected. She was slim. Her was about 5'7 in height. Though, she was damn quick. Her movements were usually quick and smooth. That was her advantage she had over most people. It also helped that she could pack a punch.
Andrea's eyes drifted back to the others. She really just wanted to lie down and get some rest. That would make her feel better. Nothing was seriously wrong with her. It just looked like she had gotten into..well, a fight. She tried to smooth down her fussed up hair. Todd looked more pissed, but he managed to offer them any assistance. Andrea shook her head. Even if she was seriously shot, she wouldn't have wanted his help. She appreciated the offer, but she was very independent. She hated taking any help from anyone. In her head, she felt like she could manage everything herself. "I'm alright," she said, knowing she wasn't the worse one of the two.
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