[Fenrir]

Fenrir started to laugh, she didn't know why her spirits were high. Perhaps it was to fight the horrible feeling in her gut. The laugh would of been more enjoyable if it didn't sound so dead. The general was suffering. Not from her physical wounds but from deep mental wounds, the air of anguish followed her wherever she went, and it was getting worse. She had started to hide behind it hoping that the army would not see just how much pain she was in.