To Bend A Bond

chapter one

It is always best to lay low when running away from lifes reality and that is what the girl had been doing. Five years and she had been living a shelled life. Attachment wasn't something she formed. She had been there and was ruined for life but now she knew better. Had matured enough to know better than to trust. She had come to accept the small  town life she had lived away from her pack. its easiness for no one knew her true self. What she was capable of doing nor what she was. She had come to love humans for they were too self absorbed and careless for their own good, and it worked in her favor. 

Living in denial is a lie so perfect that even the least bathe in. A feeling so sweet yet finger pointing. It gives the indulgent a feeling of a calmness and Ravena was an indulgent to that. Something all once in a while indulge in. Ravena was to never set foot in the cursed land ever again for her heart refused to know where it got it's patches.

The origins of its scars.

Tiny pieces forced together flexibly.

The cracks inbetween weak enough to collapse at the slightest wind.

The reminder of the land too much for it to bear to its fragility.

An organ once fit and  strong now shambles. But she was to return. Wolves are not lone animals. Her wolf needed its kind to survive but she couldn't help but wonder how everything was though. Couldn't help and wonder if she would fit in again. She had stayed away to the point of avoiding even news of that god forsaken place that she was oblivious to anything that crossed paths with a place she once loved but hated.

The door to her room clicks open as she heads inside. The tiny room clean and on point. The girls belongings packed into a single large travel bag and nothing more for she didn't own more. The dress she wore loose on her body, an ill fitting dress ugly brown in colour. A dress she wore to her graduation. Humans had stared but she couldn't careless, she wasn't one to impress. Besides she was ugly inside and out just as the dress its self. she wasn't hiding anything. Her back marred with scares so deep nothing could hide.

She wanted to take the dress off, to take a warm shower and to relax but she was cautious. Her roommate was soon approaching, her excited steps caught by her wolf ears thus Ravena decided otherwise. She lays on her bed head up and eyes to the ceiling in thought. The anxiety of going back to a crowd that hated her settling her thoughts into ones of panic.

"Rave, Rave aggg not again." screeches a voice she had come to get used to.

"What?" Her eyes blink in daze as reality poured but she didn't face the voice awakening her.

"Yes." Being her only response. She didn't want the girl to see her face. To see how lost she was for she would question her and Ravena wasn't one to talk much less explain herself. Even her lectures had come to understand how she functioned. 

"You were at it again girl. What's with you and spacing out."

Ravena shrugs her shoulders at her friend's question and continues her stare toward the ceiling.

"Are you really ready?" The question startles her. Sinking in deep for she wasn't sure she could answer it.  But she knew that she wasn't ready nor will she ever be ready. she slightly nods, hopping the action would shut the girl up.

"Ravena?" Haile asked again. The concern in her voice irritating Ravena further. it seemed the girl didn't catch her slight nod.

"Stop would yah. Am fine... just tired." Not waiting to hear Haile's concern for she didn't need it Ravena shuts up and pretends to doze off. Her mind away to a land that holds her fate with open hands.

She was not that seventeen year old love stuck girl  anymore. She was but a woman now who had  survived with scars to prove. A woman bartered and beaten by life. At twenty and a two she knew better than to  show weakness nor desire for those were the emotions that had led her to her death. Sickly sweet emotions that lure in the weak and slammed their hearts in a force so great even death was better.  To a place cold and unfamiliar even after her five years of residence within. With her health degree in hand Ravena McRae only hoped that the one place she had called home wasn't  the insides of a tree. Something to cut open before sight seeing.