Self Para // Au revoir
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Months had passed, and yet, even with three full moons, the petite shewolfâs body still seemed broken even if doing better. Her sight had not been restored yet, but her head was finally done reshaping itself. Her room at the hospital was always cold and silent; for oâ so few visited, most who kenned her, unaware of her current predicament. Not even LĂŠon had been informed for Galadrielle was not one to share a lot, yet if he was to call during his mentoring of Bryce oversea, Rosalita would tell him of the petite womanâs condition.
Although, the one she still saw as her anchor within Covaire; Erebus, had kenned of her situation after witnessing the explosion that had also taken him down. But he had only learned of her survival through the escort Prometheus whom she had met before. But all of these she was unaware of, for Galadrielle had lost her mind before the end of the siege and only regained slight awareness but for a moment, when Erebus had locked gaze with her, less than a breath before the explosion.
But there was hope left, for the petite shewolf had faced greater danger than a mere explosion; she was so very small, but one fierce fighter against any foes. Death had also never been her ally and would not strike a friendship with her even in such instance. Thus there was no doubt within the doctorâs mind that she would heal, but the nature of how such thing had unfolded were proving to have caused far more damages to heal than one could have expected. And none kenned if she would be left with after-effects once she had regained consciousness.
But has new troubling events had started to occur; occurrences the Dominion was still keeping to itself to avoid causing a mass panic across the city, it was, without a doubt, dangerous for the defenceless shewolf to remain out in the open. Anything grave had yet to take place, but the Alpha wouldnât have risked her life more than it had already been endangered. And thus, it was decided that she would be sent; in utter secrecy, to his Northern West coast pack, in the care of his Beta son Elisedd; second in command to twin sister Aigneis.
And so, as quietly as she had entered Covaire City, she would too leave without a word, leaving her house within the care of her majordomo Rosalita per order of the Dominion. If came a day she was healed and strong once more, she would return without an once doubt to live and fight for a city that, like her father, had become home.
