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laography2013-02-18 12:40 pm
alphafemale) wrote in laography2013-02-18 12:40 pm
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the wolves will change
[ Though they were on a shaky truce with the Argents, Diana could at least trust that they wouldn't shoot at her or the pack with aconite laced bullets any time soon. "Trust" was a... generalized way to put it, but it was the only word she really had at the moment. Because she couldn't say the same of outside hunters who came through hearing there was a growing pack roaming the city of Beacon Hills, ones that barely followed the code.
She'd lead them away from the pack, and away from the Hale house where Isaac had been hiding when she yelled at him to, but now she's left roaming with nowhere to go and a bullet wound in her leg, aconite oozing into her system. Reaching quietly, she pulls the hood of the stolen red hoodie up over her head, hiding herself further as she hunches in it and her jacket.
With a quiet and discontent rumble, she walks up the front steps to the Stilinski household, not quite noticing the droplets of blood trailing down her legs as she holds a hand out to knock dizzily on the front door rather than attempt to climb through a window. ]
She'd lead them away from the pack, and away from the Hale house where Isaac had been hiding when she yelled at him to, but now she's left roaming with nowhere to go and a bullet wound in her leg, aconite oozing into her system. Reaching quietly, she pulls the hood of the stolen red hoodie up over her head, hiding herself further as she hunches in it and her jacket.
With a quiet and discontent rumble, she walks up the front steps to the Stilinski household, not quite noticing the droplets of blood trailing down her legs as she holds a hand out to knock dizzily on the front door rather than attempt to climb through a window. ]