With a gasp Varali awoke, her eyes glancing about the room in a panic as she sought the enemy that she last remembered looming over her, preparing to end her life.<br/><br/>â€œEasy there, no need for all of that...â€ came a gruff voice and a strong hand across her chest to keep her from trying to sit up too fast. â€œHere drink and be stillâ€<br/><br/>Now that her panic was subsiding and with a glass of water being thrust at her, Varali could focus on the male who was in the room with her. One of the medics, an old grizzly looking fellow, whose fur was starting to turn grey with age. With much thanks from her parched lips Varali drank down the refreshing water, nearly choking from how thirsty she was. Once it was slacked she looked at the old timer who continued to just stare at her silently.<br/><br/>â€œWhat?!â€ she growls not enjoying him observing her in such a manner.<br/><br/>The old timer stayed silent though his eyes went to her fist that was still clenched so tightly about something. Which she held closer to her person when she noted where his eyes lay. â€œNothing. Get rest. You will be wanted back in the fight soonâ€ he gruffs out to her before standing and lumbering away.<br/><br/>Alone now she took the time to finally open her hand and to see just what it was that she had in her hand. There sitting in the palm of her hand was a ring, simple in design, with a slight greenish tint to it. As she held it up in low light of the room it seemed to gleam or almost pulse really and she could almost swear she heard a whisper. A soft beckoning for her to put it on. Without seeming to really realize it she had slipped the ring on and now stared at the green metal against the contrast of her rust colored fur.<br/><br/>â€œBeautiful isn't it?â€ came a weathered voice from across the room.<br/><br/>Eyes snapping to the source of the voice, Varali emitted a low growl as she made the effort to rise out of bed though was halted with a short yelp by her wounds. â€œYou have no business human...â€ she growled in a threatening tone.<br/><br/>â€œHush with that nonsense and save your energy. I will not be here for long.â€ he stated simply.<br/><br/>â€œWell...what is it that you want?â€ Varali asked the cloaked and shrouded man.<br/><br/>â€œIt's not what I want.....it's what you want.â€ at her perplexed stare he sighed, moving toward her with an odd catlike grace that belied the age in his voice. Though he was smart enough to keep a safe distance from her. â€œWhat is it that you want? Anyone ever ask you that before? Anyone even cared enough to ask you?â€ his tone soft and oddly seductive in its inflection. â€œDon't you want better? Don't you deserve better?â€<br/><br/>Varali began to stare at the ring for it had begun to pulse and throb on her finger while he spoke, â€œI do deserve better....I want better...â€ she said in a soft whisper as her eyes continued to stare at the ring.<br/><br/>â€œSo why not go and get betterâ€ came his gravel like voice in soft whisper against her bad ear.<br/><br/>When she spun to snap at him, she found him to be gone. After a quick look about the room she found that she was once again alone and wondering if she had just been talking to herself the whole time. Regardless she now knew what she wanted in life, what she deserved out of life. All she needed to do now was go and get it.