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Maeve Noblitt (twistthemoon) wrote in inshadowfalls,

"I think he could have been.. good, but something happened in his life that made him snap," she said. It wasn't an excuse, certainly not, but with that kind of insanity, Maeve was under the impression that you had to understand its roots --and not just the consequential actions that occurred. There was obvious concern for him on her face. She cared for him, and just because she'd "defected" didn't mean she could just.. erase that care.

She blinked with the woman's obvious surprise at her question, clearly not understanding just how ludicrous the query was. It was only as she listened to Darian describe family that she was slowly able to put the pieces together. This she-wolf had the same definition as Tennyson had. One of unconditional love and support, and yet Maeve had never felt that. Maeve had never had that.

And it was very hard to come to terms with the fact that it wasn't "normal."

She had been living her life under the assumption that that was simply what people did. That they might have been nice on the surface, but underneath.. it was normal for them to verbally, physically, and emotionally abuse behind closed doors. It was unfortunately what she was waiting for with the Freki. Her features pulled with the strain of that realization, wondering what it would have been like to grow up with the family that Darian described. Emotion welled in her eyes. What a fool she'd been.

She blinked away the tears and stood with the request, stepping out of the room when guided to do so. "I was the middle of five siblings," she started. "They're all extremely slender, and I stick out. They made sure to tell me just how much I stuck out my entire life. My parents kept us all on a tight leash. I wasn't allowed to date until I was a senior in high school, but at that point I didn't even want to." Because her self-confidence had been so low. She believed in herself, but she lacked assertion. And she hated her body.