Tink fluttered about the mate finder land. She was homeless, and it seems that she'll stay that way. At the claiming grounds she was so close to finding a home but not close enough, but she not going to complain. She landed and walked around, she looked into the deep azure sky. Why was she voiceless, was this some sort of curse? is there any purpose? suddenly a feeling that she hadn't felt since the day she was cast out of her pack engulfed her. It was pure hate of herself. After she was cast of the heard she hated herself, it took a while till she ever smiled again.
Memories of her pas reeled her mind, At the beggining when her and her sibling were just learing how to speak, her parents just thought she was just slow. By the time when her sibilings were able to take on a full conversation, and she couldn't her parents were worried. Some of the pack members said she was mentally incapable of talking. She honestly tried, she would stay up at night trying to force words out of her mouth but it just didn't happen. Soon some of the members though she was curse by some evil demon, oher parents didn't belive it at first but then they soon did. They then ditched her out in the middle of a deserted forest. It was a sheer miracle that she lived at all.
Spitefully she opened her mouth trying to force something out, but it was a hopless effort. She was a hopless wolf. She held back the tears brimming at her eyes, her lower jaw trembled. She slowly closed her mouth sniffling a bit. She curled up as tight as she could, she slowly calmed down. Her feeling of hate was replaced with depresion. She didn't care anymore, she wanted to die. The wind ruffle her fur, as if it was trying to comfort her. She ignored it.
She looked around remembering she was in the mate finder, well love isn't going to find her. She though stilled wished for something that wasn't going to happen.