<span style="font-size: 85%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="font-style: italic">Jhene<br/></span><br/>Could not sleep at all, she had after a hour or so got up beginning to pace back and forth through the small room. Her eyes watching her own paws. Why couldn't she figure out why she felt sure a weird connection with these wolves. Drake seemed more familiar than anyone else but Gimmel sent shivers of remembrance down her spine. It might just from the connection of his eyes matching the key as did her own eyes match part of it. Her fur still prickled with a bit of annoyance from her talk with Gimmel and Beyt earlier even though it wasn't directed at Beyt but at Gimmel. That Gimmel character was just so bother some. He reminded her of Erik, one of her old pack mates. Erik was her friend but he knew just the way to get under her fur. She sighed and sat down for a moment, her blue eyes shined with sorrow. She tried to rattle her brain with different thought but it was too late the guilt had already started.<br/><br/>She watched Erik die. It was the simple but it was deeply painful. Yet she couldn't do anything to same him she blamed herself forever. No matter how many countless times Drake had told her it hadn't been her fault. She had never shared the story with anyone but him but it always haunted her. Drake knew this of course she could always see the pity in his amber eyes whenever she became depressed like this. Erik shouldn't of die, it was simple it should of been her. That bullet was heading for her not him and yet he knocked her out the way. She flinched as she remembered the sound of the bullet entering his flesh and then departing it out a different way. He hadn't yelped when the impact hit him, only because it was instant death. Through the head was how the bullet entered his body. <br/><br/>His words were what hurt her the most and made her regret anything she had ever done to hurt him. He layed on his side breathing heavy looking at her with those bright brown eyes and whispered with his last breath: <span style="font-style: italic"><span style="font-weight: bold">"I love you, Jhene."</span></span> It shook her whole body just recalling it as the light left his eyes and his body stopped its movement. She shook her head she didn't want that memory, those images, or words. It was all a curse and what made it worse was she had never loved Erik the way he loved her. Jhene could of never guessed he had loved her that way, it seemed just like a normal friendship to her. Yet she could never say there wasn't many hints now that she looked back on it. <br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">It was my fault...If I hadn't been in the forest when the leader told us to return. <span style="font-weight: bold">Erik</span> would be alive...the alpha, Erik's father would of never ran me out of the pack. I wouldn't even be here now.. Would I?</span> She thought<br/><br/>She let out a low whine and stood her paws itched with the need to move and her brain was struggling to find something else to think about. She decided maybe it was time to go hunting. She let out a small yawn and padded down the passageway. Her eyes still glued to her paws until she saw the light of the moon. The storm had stopped and the moon was glaring at her as she was doing the same to it. Her attention was jerked to a shadow that was almost made by the moon and it wasn't hers. Another wolf, Gimmel she found as she squinted to see a bit better. She huffed and didn't turn in direction but kept straight heading out the entrance to their ancient falling temple to the soft thick layers of snow and welcoming trees that waved at her. She disappeared into the pine trees covered with white blankets ready to escape all her thoughts and become one with the nature she loved so much.</span>