Not Again....

The silky she-wolf padded almost silently through the pine forest. A light dusting of fluffy snow coated the hard, frozen earth.
Silver was supposed to be on North Scouting patrol.
She stopped to smell a patch of brambles. They smelled a little bit like something that was unlike the pack's scent.
But she quickly identified it as beaver.
Nothing harmful.
The she-wolf turned back towards where her partner had been waiting.
"Okay, so if we keep heading--"
She cut herself short with a gasp.
Her partner wasn't there.
Her voice echoed around the forest, even though her tone had not been specifically loud. She heard her own voice mock her out in reply.
"Liam?" she asked in a more panicked tone.
All she heard was the echoes.
"Liam!"
She felt her heart speed up as adrenaline pumped throughout her body.
Oh great spirits, not right now! No she was doing so well. It had been a full two weeks since this happened last. Not right now, please....
Silver glanced around one more time to make sure she couldn't see Liam. There was no sign of him.
She glanced around nervously, seeing eyes of all colors popping out of hiding places everywhere. They were staring at her.
They wanted to attack her.
She knew it was just a vision.
A stupid panic attack.
She had them when she was alone.
Or when she thought she was alone.
Silver didn't know if she really was alone. Was Liam right in front of her? She had had attacks before where her terror had blinded her and she had truly been surrounded by her pack mates all along.
But no matter how many times she told herself she was fine the eyes followed her gaze.
"Go away! Stay away from me!" she nearly screamed.



OOC: This seem like a good place to start?
I always thought the best place to start RPing was in the middle of a forest alone and freaking out.
Agreed?
xD

Liam heard  Silver, his best friend and patrol partner, screaming out his name from where he was sniffing weird flowers. They made him feel happier than he already was, if that was even possible.

A dark, black horizon came into view as he remembered Silver's fear of being alone. Though not really scared or terrified, -as if he could ever be like- he ran full speed to the wolfette.

When he arrived in front of her, she screamed out for him to leave her alone. He immediately to her side and put his head on her neck. "It's fine Silver," He barked.

This has happened before; quite often actually. He seriously had to stop getting distracted by things! It was getting his friend freaked out, not maybe directly, but indirectly still counts in Liam's book.