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Rage's breath was deep and heavy. It hurt when she breathed too deep though...it pained her heart as she did, and flinched somewhat and gasped for a moment to catch her breath again. Her heart was slowing down though now, the ache of pain receeding, but teh pain of loss was ever present in her heart and mind. But where was she? The small of the wind was no longer that of mountain pines or smoke (though her fur still omitted the scent of smoke and blood), a thick salty kid of scent came to her as she laid still.

Her body stopped shaking for a moment, though her stomach churned and begged to be satisfued, but she couldn't do anything, she was too young, too slow, too little...she wondered if she could even come to stand yet. She opened her eyes, blinking a few times while the sun partially blinded her for a moment. Pushing as much as possible from the ground she forced herself to stand, trying to stabolize her balance with her tail, she walked along the stream a couple feet before having to lay down at the waters edge.

Her ears flickered to the side as she listened to the water run. She looked down at her forearms, how they smelled of smoke and blood as the rest of her body, she dipped them into the water, as if she was trying to wash the markings away...but to no avail, it didn't work, and she still smelled of tragedy. She took a few laps of the water and lay her head down again, listening, the wind blowing around her as if whispering to her that something is coming...but she didn't know the wind's language, she didn't know what it was trying to say. She only gazed into the water, into her own eyes reflection as she wiped the remains of tears from her face.

Rage lay still on the bank lining the stream. Her eyes were now peering down at her reflection, as she looked at herself images of what she had seen flashed in her mind,

Smoke and blood...silence and pain...
"Its too late..."
"mama!"
"GO!"
Gone....all gone because of me..."

Her ears perked forward as she raised her gaze to see a figure coming from another way. Rage desperately pawed at the ground to stand but couldn't. Her left hind leg ached where her bone was moved from where it should be. She curled her tail around her even more...if the creature approaching was hostile, she wouldn't be able to run or try to protect herself...she couldn't even stand let alone walk.

"You deserve it..." Her conscience spoke, she closed her eyes, they began to sting like before, yet she didn't want to shed any mroe tears. They pained her so much now...she just didn't want it to happen.
"Why am I like this....why can't I jsut be normal...have somewhere to belong...why can't I help me..." She believed if she couldn't help herself, who could help her? She'd be shunned from others packs too, just as her birthpack...she was sure of it.

Her mind ached again...she tried forcing the images and pain away, but they swirled and lingered in her mind, her conscience telling her Your fault...your fault..."

Rage curled up even more, slightly shaking. She placed her paws over her head, ears flat against her skull, she heard the other approach. The scent carried by the wind had Rage realize it was another wolf, but the tone of the other was that of a female wolf,
"Please...don't hurt me..."
She replied in response, she was tired, hungry and confused. Her mind was swirling around and around in an array of images past.

Rage kept her eyes closed, and didn't look up, she probably had intruded on another pack's territory...that was just great. She appeared to just be a mass of black fur on the ground, she was barely moving, except for the little shake every now and then. Yet her mind would not let her rest in peace,
"Stay out of trouble..."
"You wandered too far..."
"Because of you everything will perish..."
"Your just different Rage...as I am..."

"Please...stop it please..." she begged her mind as she lay curled beneath this oncoming wolf. She tried hard to fight the tears, but the pain still hurt her even then.

How does she know?Rage wondered as she tried to surpress the things in her mind. Why wouldn't it jsut stop already? Rage was however relieved this wolf would not hurt her, it calmed her, her body stoppped shaking. She heard the other wolf sniff around her...she'd probably smell the smoke and blood...even greater.

"Why won't it stop? Please...make it stop...I don't want to see it anymore..." Rage said almost crying, her eyes were teary. She opened them and her amber eyes looked up to meet a pair of blue eyes, yet they were different,

"Even the blind would be able to see you for who you are Rage...who you are on the inside...the real you..."Her mind spoke again. This femme was silver gray, and had markings too...but not as deep as Rage's were.

Rage tried to relax, listening to this wolf's voice, calming...kind, caring. It was helping. Rage now placed her paws on the ground in front of her, and closed her eyes to force them away...at least for now. Perhaps they wouldn return while she would be sleeping...whereever she'd be sleeping now.

Soon they began to fade away, but the ache in her heart remained not only from her mind, but because how unsteadily it beat. She raised her head and looked to the silver gray wolf, and actually smiled, her tail uncurling from her body,
"Thank you..." she said quietly, she tried to stand once more but couldn't. This wolf's concern and help was greatly appreciated by Rage... even if she was to be thrown from these lands, she could at least offer her name,
"I am Rage..."

"Amelie.." she thought, such a nice name. Not like hers, not at all. But she would not change it...her name had a meaning...it was given to her by her family and parents...the only gift she had left to remember them by...that thought saddened Rage a little.

"The north..." Rage said absent mindedly. She again tried to stand, but no avail, yet again...too weak she was. She had lost count of how many miles she had ran, her body was too tired to respond to comands,
"A valley...in the mountains..." Rage said fnishing her statment, she wondered if Amelie would know her home.

Too far... Rage thought as she lay still. She watched Amelie circle about her, and sniff her fur again. She'd be able to smell the smoke no doubt...but would she pick up the scent of the blood? It would most likely be of her parents...how she tried to knudge them up from the ground... how they wouldn't answer her or open their eyes.

"I don't know..." Rage said honestly. She had no sense of time now, her mind had been plaguing her she did not know for how many days she traveled, when she had last eaten. Her heart pained her, but she would not say it,
"I can't get up..." Rage said bleakly, she had been trying several times with all her might, but it just hurt to much to put weight on her legs right now. Rage shook ehr head at Amelie though,
"I don't want you to worry about me...I don't need anything to eat...you shouldn't worry yourself..." she lied.
"I don't want Amelie to get hurt on my account...please don't." Rage wouldn't want Amelie to get hurt trying to get her food, she wasn't sure if she could suffer another loss, even if it was a friend recently made.