Thunder. Lightening. She loved the complete chaos of it; how the lightening would light up the sky, making it appear as daytime, at random, unpredictable, moments; as well as how the thunder always followed. She didn't care for the predictability of the thunder, more of the sound it created. A loud boom, a terrifying roar. Whatever you wanted to say it sounded like, she would still love it. She hated the rain, it was cold and merciless, but the lightening, the thunder it was one of life's greatest pleasures.
A shot of lightening claimed the sky, only for a few moments, though. Slowly Aubney was draw from her den, away from the protective cover out in the rain. Allowing the rain to pour down on her as though she were sitting beneath a waterfall. Snout pointed skyward to watch the lightening, cold drops cascaded down her dark striped back which caused her to shiver. She watched, in wonder taking in every detail of the sky, the dark clouds, the dark sky, and the bright flashes.
Almost reluctantly she lowered her eyes from the sky onward to the world beyond. Continuing to watch, well rather sh glided across the mud and puddles. The she-wolf sloshed along with the chorus of the winds. The winds howl rang in Aubney's auditors. She didn't know where she was going, just walking. Following the flashes and the sound of the supreme thunder, it called her. Told her to follow, as though it would take her to a better pace. A place without war, a place where one's love was not forbidden. It wasn't long before Aubney reached the borders from before. The images of the quarrel between her and the beta, Aubney couldn't help but respond to those images but with a grind of her teeth in what? Hatred, disgust, annoyance?
