Sedona was curled up on the square of floor in the corner of her single large room that had a stone plate upon just under the wide shower head in the ceiling just above her. The water was icy cold as if it was coming from the mountain itself, but she didn't feel much of it. Her thick winter coat help to keep out much of the cold except for around her eyes and muzzle. There was the want to cry as she lay there curled up under the water like Segoni once did at the end of her bed, but she held it back.
"That was disturbing…" she remembered saying a almost an hour ago. "What is going wrong with my life?" shed added, which was a perfectly valid question. She'd been working for the Stonewall Chronicle for years and had done fairly well raising a daughter with her loving wife. Only recently, inside of this one year, had she allowed a single hateful woman to force herself into her life and try and bring down the world she had built up for herself."I need to wash up," Sedona had commented to herself as she moved herself off of her knees and onto four legs naturally over into the corner where the toilet pot and shower stall were. Once there, she'd found all-natural shampoo and soaps for different animal breeds and walks of life. Vaguely she recalled reading the instructions about how most dirt and grim would never make it through the fur of animals such as wolves and touch their skin. Absently she couldn't help but wonder if the wetness she had caused herself was deep enough to have reached her skin below… she suspected that it had.
"I wanted to stay off to myself away from everyone and just enjoy my time alone away from my life," she shivered internally, and not from the cold. Her voice was weak and softly, but slowly it built up with her conviction, "No Amy," she growled to herself, "no Chad, no Heather, no Greg, no Rachel, no Jim, Sean, Mike, or Victor, no… no Tammy," she said thinking that last one over. She loved her little girl, the one would would be the most hurt by all this.
Amy might be doing this for fun… but what is she doing to my little girl through all of this, she growled, but this time it was at herself for letting this happen. "Tammy," she said softly. "Always in my thoughts. Your mommy doesn't want me to think of her right now, so I wont… but I can't stop thinking of you, my little girl," she sighed, glancing up at the small window that opened a view out to the starry night beyond. "I hope that things aren't degrading worse while I am away," she sighed, putting her hands up onto the wall and clawing herself back up to a standing position.
Turning around in the shower, put more of the scentless fur shampoo into her hand-pads and reached all over herself to rub it all in. Mostly down her front and between her legs, while also going through all the effort to wash it out as completely as possible. Reaching upwards, she pulled off the shower head and aimed it manually all around herself, up under her ams and tail, and made sure she could get as much of the shampoo itself out from here thick curly fur-hair off the back of her head.
Finishing up a few moments later, she stepped just outside of the shower and over too the pot that was over in the corner. Taking a few moments to situate herself and take care of business, Sedona stepped back into the shower for a moment to wash herself off when she realized there wasn't any toilet paper. After that, though, she stepped back out of the restroom area and into the main room.
Glancing to the front door, she realized she should go out. I need to have something positive distract me, she realized with a deep sigh. If I'm left here to my thoughts, then I'm just not going to be having happy thoughts, the idea came as she reached over to the wall and picked up the swimsuit from it. So… where do I go from here? she found herself wondering.