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    OPHELIA
    heaven help a fool who falls in love
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    Since her father's disappearance, Ophelia herself felt a little like disappearing. She had walked around the border multiple times now, and so far he had not returned, much to her disappointment. After a while, it had gotten tiring, and Ophelia had decided to rest- in the snow. It was as close to disappearing as she dared; the puppy had dug a little hole in the snow, plopped herself in it, and dug over herself until only her head was popped out of the snow. She knew that she hadn't vanished completely, but it made her feel like she had. After a while, though, it became apparent to Ophelia that... well, she couldn't move her legs, and she was freezing. Why'd I decide to do this away from camp? The puppy muttered to herself in her head. Bad idea, very bad idea.


    She wriggled a little bit, but the snow she had thrown over herself stopped her from doing anything more. Ophelia felt a twinge of panic. What if she got stuck in the snow, away from camp, and froze to death, all alone? That was a most frightening thought. So, with some urgency in her voice, Ophelia called, "Hello? Is anyone here? I'm stuck!"

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 400px; text-align: justify;][size=8]When the wolf heard Ophelia's cry for help, she felt a flutter of panic in her chest, ears lowering against her head. Where was she? What had happened? Were the Exiles trying to steal her away, like they had done to Reyna? She hurried to the scene, heat beating frantically. For a moment, she couldn't see anything, and her stomach twisted as she thought the worse. But then she turned her gaze downwards, seeing a little black head poking out of the snow.


    Her first, incredibly morbid, thought was that she had been decapitated, and the little puppy was now nothing but a head lying on the ground. But it only took a heartbeat for her to realise that Ophelia was clearly alive and unharmed. She was just buried under the snow. That was a worrying enough though - she could easily freeze to death. Brows furrowed, she ducked her head down so she was closer to eye level with her. "Ophelia? What are you doing?"


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    OPHELIA
    heaven help a fool who falls in love
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    [fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 0px solid black; height: auto; width: 420px;][justify][font=georgia][color=#FFF0D4]Unlike Reyna, Ophelia hadn't really thought about whether or not she had looked like a decapitated head, or whether her call for help could have seemed like it was about something more serious than just burying herself in snow and not being able to get out. All she had been thinking was that it was too cold, and she felt instantly relieved when she saw the form of the older canine come over. That relief turned to some embarrassment, though, when Reyna ducked down and asked her what she was doing. She could have lied, said something like "I was playing in snow and some fell on me and I can't get out", but no lies she could think of actually sounded plausible, so she went with the truth.


    "I... was trying to disappear? Well, not really, not like disappear forever! I just wanted to have some time alone, and I started thinking, 'I'll bury myself and I'll disappear then!' and I didn't really think it would be this cold, and then I started thinking I would die out here, and..." Ophelia trailed off, a sheepish, tiny smile on her face. "Can you help me? I'm sorry, I just, I can't really move?"