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It had been months since that fateful day, and still she had been diligently gathering information on these warmbloods.
Months, during which only her research had kept her from examining her feelings regarding her kin. The Blood had turned on her. Betrayed her. If it truly had been in the heat of battle, she would have had word of them, she was sure.
No word had come.
It must mean that they truly had deserted her, and that she was wandering alone in this world populated by warmbloods.
Alone in a world full of alien creatures.
Alone, that is, but for her most trusted and dear companion, Ssylth.
Then there was her research. All for nothing, perhaps, as her people no longer seemed to have an interest in her findings, but fascinating nonetheless. All those months her research had driven her beyond reason. And the hunger for more knowledge still pulled at her, a feral thing demanding deeper study than had ever before been done on the warmblooded ones.
With nothing left to lose, she gave in to that feral hunger, slipping into the woods where the warmbloods prowled.
To see through their eyes, to feel with their senses.
Months, during which only her research had kept her from examining her feelings regarding her kin. The Blood had turned on her. Betrayed her. If it truly had been in the heat of battle, she would have had word of them, she was sure.
No word had come.
It must mean that they truly had deserted her, and that she was wandering alone in this world populated by warmbloods.
Alone in a world full of alien creatures.
Alone, that is, but for her most trusted and dear companion, Ssylth.
Then there was her research. All for nothing, perhaps, as her people no longer seemed to have an interest in her findings, but fascinating nonetheless. All those months her research had driven her beyond reason. And the hunger for more knowledge still pulled at her, a feral thing demanding deeper study than had ever before been done on the warmblooded ones.
With nothing left to lose, she gave in to that feral hunger, slipping into the woods where the warmbloods prowled.
To see through their eyes, to feel with their senses.