Wild Again
She turned aggressive, lashing out at those who approached her, effectively isolating herself in her grief. The sanctuary that once echoed with her playful roars now stood silent, a mute witness to her suffering. Nia’s once radiant eyes, brimming with curiosity and mischief, held a disquieting sadness. She spent her days alone, her playful antics replaced by a brooding stillness.
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