It took everything Freya had not to cry. While Thorfinn lay the blame on his own shoulders, Freya began to do the same. She'd wanted to be happy, tried to be and for one night, a few hours she was. Now it felt as if she was being punished. Was she not aloud to be happy? It wasn't fair. She'd never once turned her back on what she was and now it felt as if that part of herself was lost forever.
She shook her head, unsure what to say. She felt Sylvi next to her and while still clinging to Thorfinn, she reached out towards the young wolf. She didn't know how she smelled or what else might have changed but having Sylvi with them helped. She could still read what the wolf was saying, Freya's mind was still hers as well as her skills. She had only lost the ability to reach the half of herself that was a wolf.
"I keep trying. It isn't working." Her voice sounded tight and strained. "I think it's still there but it's so far away. I can't feel it or hear it. Thorfinn... I don't know what to do." Her toes dug into the grass and dirt and Freya felt the tension on her feet, her body ache as they sat unmoving. She wasn't used to any of this and she didn't understand. Why couldn't she just be happy? Why did the world have to keep taking things from her?
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Date: 2017-01-03 08:46 pm (UTC)She shook her head, unsure what to say. She felt Sylvi next to her and while still clinging to Thorfinn, she reached out towards the young wolf. She didn't know how she smelled or what else might have changed but having Sylvi with them helped. She could still read what the wolf was saying, Freya's mind was still hers as well as her skills. She had only lost the ability to reach the half of herself that was a wolf.
"I keep trying. It isn't working." Her voice sounded tight and strained. "I think it's still there but it's so far away. I can't feel it or hear it. Thorfinn... I don't know what to do." Her toes dug into the grass and dirt and Freya felt the tension on her feet, her body ache as they sat unmoving. She wasn't used to any of this and she didn't understand. Why couldn't she just be happy? Why did the world have to keep taking things from her?