Max walked silently about the lands, hidden in her black cloak, the large hood pulled over her head. This was no place for a sixteen year old hanyou, but it wasn't like she had anywhere else to go. Sighing she sat down on a large boulder and pulled her legs up against her chest and wrapped her arms around them, her cloak still covering every inch of her. Slight sniffles could be heard from beneath the cloak as drops of tears fell from her face to the cloak.
"I will never love again! I swear I won't....after Bob....never...."
Max spoke to herself in hateful tones. At fifteen she found her first love and they left just like that. Shaking her head she sat in silence after that, maybe someone would hear her and want to make friends. Who knows, at the rate she was going, she'd be better off without friends. Maybe if she trained she'd become strong and be able to discover some more powers than the couple she had. Still, she wished that she had someone, maybe a companion, a lover.......
