Scarlett Trivale

So try to love me
And i'll try to save you

The kitten mewed softly in her jacket as she tried everything in her power to save the tiny thing's life. How strange it would look for a wolf to be feeding and mothering a tiny kitten, wolves were seen by the world as killers; in fairy tales they were the big bad wolf with a blood lust to eat little girls and blow down little pigs' homes. Predators and carnivores they may be, but Scarlett knew that they were not killers like their reputation made them out to be, like so many would make her and her kind out to be. Wolves were not the villains, who someone was not what someone was was what defined them. Her own creator had bitten her and then ran, leaving her to face a world all on her own. And yet her transformation into a supernatural being with the form of one of the wold's top predators did not change who Scarlett was; she was still a kind hearted, gentle soul who loved to laugh and make friends with everyone she met and see the good in the world and in people no matter what happened. She wanted that to define her, not what she was but who she was, the not so big bad wolf who saves kittens and loves unconditionally.

She didn't know the troubles that Raven faced with Tetradore's pack, or the conflict she had with another Were Scarlett knew and befriended. Even if she was privy to this information there was no certain how she would react to it, she was merely an outside party, friends to all, and left to make her own decisions. Raven was the only other Werewolf that Scarlett knew, and so she had latched onto wanting to be her friend the moment Raven had shown the slightest sign of letting her be such. They came from very different pasts, and were headed towards very different futures. Her emerald eyes gently glanced to Raven as she spoke, there seemed to be something lingering beneath her words but Scarlett couldn't place the emotion. Sadness? Frustration? Maybe a blend of many things. She nodded quietly to as the kitten began to turn away from food, setting the food on the bench beside her as she gently held the kitten all wrapped up, cleaning it's face with a gentle finger. "I forget that not all people are optimistic and open like myself," she murmured, not understanding the scope of Raven's words but knowing they somehow played into her own pack and troubles within it; perhaps she had been right to not join Tetradore's pack if the other Wolf was having troubles within it. The world was not like her, there was darkness and there was darkness in Raven, but if she could be a small source of light for the other Were that's what she wanted to be, even if she was struggling with her own problems.

The storms were more than just a normal clouds, they were the personification of Scarlett's inner strife. They swirled overhead, thunder rolling with threat of releasing a downpour. If it hadn't been unintentionally created by the wolf's emotions playing with her powers, she would have enjoyed it more, but now it was just a shadow, a reminder of what had happened and what she felt. She looked to Raven again when she speaks of her own bad times, her gaze soft and sympathetic but she does not voice any pity; the last thing most people wanted was pity. "I am glad you are well," she said quietly, reaching out to gently to touch the other's hand in a small show of compassion. That soft, warmth of her's that could heal other people but for some reason not herself, it left herself so fragile. Raven's admission to almost dying twice made Scarlett's own problems seem minuscule, of course they were still problems but it wasn't as though she had almost died. Raven bore her scars on the outside while Scarlett bore them in her mind and heart."I don't know if you have a phone or a number to use, but if you ever want to talk to someone about anything, just hang out, or, heaven forbid something be wrong, you can call me at anytime. I don't use my phone much but I will always answer," she said with a small smile, hoping raven would accept this offer if she could. Maybe she wasn't in her pack but she still wanted to be there for the other wolf, in anyway she could or in anyway Raven wanted her to be.