Isolation

Fenrir didn't know how much time had passed since the start of her massacre and the end. All she remembered was, by the time she had finally relieved the hunger in her body, most of her clothing had been ripped to shreds while the rest was dyed a deep red, rigid from the amount of blood that had soaked through it. If not for her ability to create new clothing with her magic power, Fenrir would have been left with nothing but the bottoms her Master had given her, and the top that she could rematerialize at will, restoring its original state in an instant.

Running her paws along the bloodstained blue fur on her forearm, Fenrir watched the flecks of dried blood flakes off of her. Her Master had always helped clean her body in the past so, though Fenrir hadn't originally liked baths, she had come to enjoy cleanliness. People treated her much better than when she was dirty and, though he usually didn't seem to mind, Fenrir knew her Master was happier when she was clean. Thus, deciding that her current appearance wasn't appropriate, Fenrir mustered up her magic power and made a swirling sphere of water before using it to wash her body.

Once all the blood was gone, Fenrir felt very refreshed and, though the night air was very cold, it helped to calm her anxiety and ease her mind. Knowing that the hunger would eventually return, Fenrir decided to take preliminary action to restrain it so, after finding a flat area on a stone surface, Fenrir sat down in a lotus position and began to meditate.

She didn't know the specifics, but there were at least four different moons that Fenrir had seen in the sky during her stay in this world. They were a variety of different colors and seemed to go through their own lunar cycles. However, much larger than the other three, there was a pale white moon that emitted a gentle glow, always present, always full, so much so that it was even slightly visible during the daytime. Since her meditation technique focused on the development of Water, Ice, and Yin Elemental energies, Fenrir benefitted greatly from meditating under the massive moon's glow.

After focusing her mind to the limit, the first phase of her meditation technique, Fenrir 'solidified' each of the images that were troubling her heart. Then, while breathing in the strange energy that pervaded throughout her body, Fenrir willed those images to fade away, not stopping until they had completely flowed out of her mind. This cycle repeated a seemingly infinite number of times, causing Fenrir to realize there were 'a lot' of things troubling her lately. At the forefront of them all was her sudden separation from her Master, the one image Fenrir adamantly refused to let go of.

Even now, though they were separated by a vast and unknown distance, Fenrir could still feel the connection she shared with her beloved Master. It is what gave her the strength to continue forward, constantly striving to become even stronger so that she could one day stand by his side again. She would either have to go to him, or wait for him to come to her, but, until that time, Fenrir would never give up hope. As for everything else, even the images of all the people she had come to care about while staying in the Hearth Manor, Fenrir slowly began to let them all go...

(Fenrir's Commentary: 'One day, I will return to that warm place and make friends with everyone again...until then, I need only my Master to push me forward. Please, Master, give me strength...')