Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140429222522/@comment-3293219-20140503213916

Karia didn't sleep well that night, she shook for hours and a tight knot that had come from regret and disgust created a sort of wormhole in her stomach, that pulled her organs together and whirled them around. The Breton ran her fingers along the pobbles on her cheeks, down the scar on her left cheek bone from where the eldest of the wolves scratched her as a child...

She closed her eyes and let her tears fall down her face...