A shattered life can never be repaired

Katalina walked into the plains her head held low. Her eyes a few shades lighter than honey that once were full of life now held nothing but sorrow and pain. Her pelt was drenched from the storm and the rapidly dropping temperature didn't help the fact she was freezing. The fae lifted her head analyzing the area around her there was nothing but grass except for the few rocks that resided in the center of the clearing. With a sigh she moved towards them, she could hear two other wolves near but she didn't care, she didn't care about anything anymore. She sat near one of the rocks hoping it would conceal her from the other wolves. At long last she finally let herself breakdown, the trauma she had endured for months had taken a massive emotional toll she had truly lost everything, her family, her friend they had all betrayed her and there was nothing left . Once she was crying she couldn't stop a few tears quickly turned into heart wrenching sobs.

Bovinari trotted after the fae, his eyes cold and serious. "I think we should talk to her. At least try to comfort her." He mumbled, looking at the loner with pity. He didn't know what was wrong, but he felt bad for her none the less. He looked to Primrose for confirmation of his idea.

Bovinari nodded. "I've the feeling she would respond better to another female more than a male such as myself. I think you should." He told her, tilting his head to the side slightly. His tail swished across the grass as he bowed his head, still feeling sorry for the female that was sobbing.

Katalina remained near the rock sobbing, she didn't even realize how many wolves were in the clearing until a golden fae was right in front of her. Leaping up she backed away from the wolf "Stay away from me!" she growled her voice was hoarse from crying but the fear was apparent.

Katalina lowered herself into what looked like a combination of a submissive crouch and a defensive crouch. She stepped backwards once more as the golden fae stepped closer "I said stay away!" she growled her voice still shaking.

Katalina relaxed slightly as the golden female left the area. That was until the mud colored brute stepped forward "Name?" he asked, the male wore a neutral expression though with one glance to his dual colored eyes she could tell he was curious. Her heart was pounding against her ribs like a caged animal as she spoke "My name is Katalina." her normally calm voice now shook with fear. The fae was so focused on getting through these social interactions that she didn't notice when another brute walked onto the scene until he spoke. He was decent looking with a voice that one would enjoy listening to for long periods of time. With a brief glance to his eyes she saw the pain that was mirrored in her own. "Please don't hurt me...." she managed to force out self consciously angling her body hoping to hide the rather long, jagged scar on her foreleg.  

Bovinari looked at the other brute, and he sighed. "I'm speaking with Katalina at the moment. Please wait a moment." He said, then turned to Katalina. "Ma'am, no one is going to hurt you, especially not I. Please, I promise, I mean no harm. This is simply my packs territory, and am curious as to why you are here. But you appeared to have been crying and I do care for all wolves, from my pack or not, and I simply ask why were you crying? I will not judge you by whether or not you answer, or for your answer, I simply wish to help you. If you would prefer I not help I understand that, I'm simply offering my services to you in anyway that I could help." He said calmly, bowing his head a little to make the female more comfortable, and backed away a bit.

Katalina relaxed slightly as the brute swore no harm to her that was until he spoke of packs and territory. Almost immediately her muscles tensed making her stance look rigid and cold. "I was unaware this land was occupied I normally refer to myself as a roamer. I haven't stayed in one place longer than a few weeks in months and why I was crying doesn't matter all I will say on that matter is I've been through more than you could fathom." She appreciated the males attempts to make her more comfortable but what was done would never be undone, she would not feel safe around her kind again. Pushing down the fear that was growing by the second in her heart she struggled to make eye contact. This brute was not much older than herself but the other was the closest to her age out of the two.

Hearing the brutes statement she was immediately sent into a flashback. Fangs and claws ripped at her flesh in the dark tunnel she knew not to scream that would only cause more pain. Shaking her head she tried to clear her mind but failed as tears began to flow down her cheeks once more.

Katalina blinked trying to clear the tears from her eyes. She was stunned when the mud colored male stepped forward and licked her cheek instinctively she jerked away from his touch and watched him step back. "Hey, don't cry. I didn't mean to make you cry again. You can talk to me you know." he spoke softly. Kata's honey gaze grew distant as she tried to decide if she should tell the brute she didn't even know his name but then again she had nothing to lose. Taking a deep breath she began her story. "I was born into a loving pack with my sister Nielle and my brother Destor, we grew up happy and safe. When we were old enough my father told us of our rival pack, the night watchers. I was curious so I watched them for months eventually befriending the alpha's son Thanatos. Soon we were inseparable sharing stories and information about our packs. I found out about a war so I ran to tell him when I did.....I still remember the cruel smile that spread across his lying face. He had used me for information I was heartbroken. The day the war was supposed to start the night watchers came to our territory where instead of fighting they demanded I be handed over and they would not fight." She spoke softly her eyes were distant though you could still see the emotion coursing through them. "My parents agreed....they sent me over like I was nothing because my life was worth so little to them compared to the life of the pack. They took me to a cave where I was shoved into a small tunnel with just enough room to stand. I was left without food for weeks when I survived it surprised them so they wanted to see how much I could take." A long shudder rolled down her spine the pain in her eyes growing more intense. "They would take turns practically ripping me to shreds if I screamed I got another round shortly after. This lasted for months until one day there was a breach in the territory line the wolves who were guarding me followed the alpha to the borders. I took my chance and ran slicing my leg on rocks in the process." Looking at her scar she spoke once more "This is used as my reminder to never trust anyone, that they'll hurt you in the end." Wiping her eyes with her paws she stood motionless as much as she would hate to admit it she was worried about what the brute would think.

Bovinari listend intently to the females story, his eyes struck with horror and compassion. He couldn't imagine what it had to have been like for her. And he kinda didn't want to. "Katalina... I'm so... So very very very sorry you had to go through that. I understand why you were afraid of us. We are pack wolves, and pack wolves did that to you. I'd never ever wish that on another wolf. I'm lucky to not know anyone who would wish that on a wolf. Our pack is formed on friendly and family bonds. I do not see anyone doing that.
I understand if you never want to see or talk to any one of us again. I get it, I do. After all, no one could compare pain in such a way. To say I understand your pain would be rude and a lie. I don't understand. What you went through was horrific. But now you come out of it with battle scars, and I respect them and your battles. You are a warrior who suffered from a terrible war, and I respect that. I wish you good health from now on out. I do like talking to you though. I would like to help you, believe it or not. Not all wolves are bad. It may seem like they all are, but they are not I promise you, whether you believe it or not is your choice.
I wish you the best of health, the best of luck, and the best of friends. I could always suffice as a friend of you ever need one. And I welcome you to the pack if you wish to join, if you do not and your have every right not to want to, I respect that. But if you wish to talk more just tell me, I will talk with you all you would like, if you wish to leave I will respect that as well." He told her with a faint smile, bowing his head a tiny bit.

Katalina listened intently to the brute, it was true that she hated packs and would likely never join one but she did however like talking to this brute. With a soft smile "I haven't spoken to another wolf in months, I like talking to you as well. I will be out of your territory by sunset if you ever for some strange reason want to see me again just howl or come find me." Her voice was soft and gentle but it was slightly different for the first time in months it held joy.

Katalina gave a soft smile in return to the brute "I don't believe your name ever came up in conversation." The Fae spoke in the same soft tone as before. Looking up her honey gaze locked onto his dual colored eyes she thought they suited him quite well. As much as she hated to admit it she thought the brute was cute in a derpy way.