"I swear that there are only two steps to grieving; anger and sadness."
When Lavender was finally able to move her feet into the standing position, her gaze fixated forward. She became fearful that Maximus had sought him out as a victim after failing to do so before. This fear had been enough for her to make her way to the woods, continuing on the path that smelled the most of gunpowder. The metallic scent mixed with ash was strongest near the middle section of the woods, resulting in Lavender slowing down her gait while in lycan form. She stood weary due to the fact that Alex was nearby with a gun, and held a borderline hatred for wolves. So, she crept upon the ground that had grown muddy from the storm the night before, until coming to a tree. Using the trunk to hide her body, she watch
