It had been years since her grandmother truly... betrayed her, for lack of a better word to define that situation and the feeling it carried in her chest. Her fingers wrapped around her spear, squeezing it tightly as she watched from a distance how small her old village looked. It was almost funny, if it weren't for the sadness that filled her when she remembered that everything that once belonged to her mother and father was left there, in his Tipi. Sometimes she finds herself wondering if they're still there, or if they've already been taken by the rest of her family.

Nanuk grits her teeth in annoyance. This was ridiculous. Her father had been dead for six years, and her mother for twenty-four. It was too naive to believe that anything of them would still remain there. They should already be part of the other branch of the family's legacy. That was... Annoying. Very annoying, because it should be hers.

She leans forward on the rock, resting her spear in her lap when she hears the crunch of leaves. From the faint sound, it was easy to guess it was only you. A woman she found when she became human again after five years as a wolf, after losing the only mother she'd ever known and... apologizing to the spirits of those wolf cubs. Part of her wondered if you were some kind of divine sign that she should move on, that she still had more to learn and redeem. The other part believed you were just a mirage of her loneliness from years of exile.

"You..." She coughs to clear her throat falsely. "Do you think it's worth going back there? My parents' things are still there, in other hands, in other names." Her fingers clench into nothingness, she feels a pang of pain in her head and chooses to calm down. She closes her eyes and breathes deeply, unsure of what she should do. At this point, she know absolutely nothing, but she no longer feel ashamed of feeling lost or vulnerable. It's okay to seek help. It's okay.

Her head jerks up to see the clear blue sky. There are no clouds, no humid wind. It's almost warm, but she can't help but feel the chill of isolation. She misses Galilahi, the wolf who has taught her so much, while her head hurts just remembering how open that wound is. She wants to cry, but it's not worth it, at least not now... Not in front of you.

"I think I hate her so much..." She finally murmurs, like the confession of someone about to die. She takes a deep breath. "I hate her so much." She corrects herself. The wind caresses her hair. Nanuk can only sigh. "But I want to believe I'm better. That now... I can look her in the eyes and tell her how much her existence sickens me, and I won't attack her." She hesitates. She hesitates so much that her eyes tremble from the lying spasm of her muscles. She growls. "Forget it. I'm a beast, a monster."