homecoming [cynrik]
12-01-2014, 08:47 PM
How long had it been? Since she'd abandoned her family - the one thing that she had thought herself incapable of doing before. The woman had left Alacritia what felt like an eternity ago, and it seemed that the lands had changed vastly in her absence. She supposed that she ought to have realized that when all of the packs that she had skirted along the edges of were marked by unfamiliar wolves. But to find Seracia's lands empty, lacking even the stalest of scent markers? That was something that nothing could have prepared Kamala for. The gray wolfess sank back on her haunches, olive green gaze scanning the world around her. There was a lack of life in these lands that made everything seem that much more real. Seracia seemed to be gone. "Maverick... Father. Where are you?" Kamala's voice formed the words softly as she gazed around her. These lands were empty; there was nothing left for her here. But she couldn't bring herself to get up, not just yet. Instead, the quiet wolfess tilted her head back and let a mournful howl spill out from her maw. After a moment, she fill silent, but still Kamala remained in place. She couldn't bring herself to leave. She'd been raised here, and now it was a ghost town. Speech, |