Thread: The Hunt {PatientOne & Enigma_x}

Natalia remained still as the guard spoke. Oh, how she desired to show him exactly what she was capable of. In this world, everyone had lost something, that was clear. All they could do was deal with what they were left. Natalia wasnt nearly done with what she was left, that was for damn sure. The way Alex moved in front of her certainly reminded her of that fact his cocky words and self assured actions. It must have been such a hard life, living in a beautiful home with a large and ever growing pack around him. Natalia struggled to find sympathy. However, she did have a feeling she knew just how to push his buttons, without breaking the rules. Shed comply, shed be a good little she wolf. And then she would make him pay. Once Alex returned from the home, she gathered herself up onto her feet with minimal pain. Natalia did wonder if it wouldve been far easier just to remove herself from the pack. The issue with that being, once she was out, she was free game. There was no way she could fend them all off, that she knew for a fact. Maybe when she was fully recovered she could take off into the distance. Who knew, all that was certain was that she needed to impress Angel. What a name. The blonde almost rolled her eyes at the thought. She bet the woman was the perfect image beautiful, yet strong. Fierce, yet fair. The comparisons swirled in her mind. All she could hope was that Angel had less attitude than Alex, or surely shed be out. By the time Natalia settled into the home and eased herself down to rest, it was already evening. Most of the time shed been pacing, sniffing around the home and try to determine where to go next. Eventually, she gave in and began to allow her body time to relax. Still, she didnt trust the place too much, she couldnt truly rest knowing that there were so many willing to kill her in an instant. A stifled sigh left her lips as she gazed through one of the windows of the room. Her mind played several of her favourite memories her father showing her how to fight. He trained her since she was four. It seemed like an absurdly young age, and it was. Hed started off slow, showing her the movements and pacing, then moved on to weapons when she was eight. Natalia considered her father a great father simply because he trained her well he gave her the tools to protect herself. She had no idea of the true meaning of a father, and she never would. After a fair amount of struggle, Natalia finally gave in to sleep. Memories of her father dominated her mind. Not of when he was alive, but when she stumbled across his body. The pain that hit her had been unimaginable. He was the man she idolised, a man she would follow to hell and back. Yet he lay there, lifeless and cold. Then the beast attacked before she could take out too many of his men. The pain of her transformation was worse than the emotional pain of her father it was worse than anything shed ever experienced. And just like that, she was doomed. Fate had dealt its hand. The blonde woke with a jump, covered in a cold sweat. Strangely, there was a yearning inside her to see Alex. She immediately wondered if he would be coming to see her at some point. Why the hell did she even care? With an angry huff, the young woman slipped from the comfortable sheets and made her way to the bathroom. She checked each wound before showering, making sure to be careful with her healing body. Soon enough she was done, drying off and slipping on a pair of rather comfortable tracksuit bottoms shed found in one of the cupboards, coupled with a t shirt. A knock on the door had the woman making her way through the house with swift motions, tugging open the door. It was clear that Natalia looked beaten still, but thankfully there were signs of healing. You must be Angel. The woman stepped aside, waiting for the session to begin.