Calling, Yearning, Pulling Home to You

Little did the girl know she had almost been born here. Had the plague, which she knew nothing about, had never ravaged the lands or if it had waited until after her mother had given birth then she might have been born to Valhalla. Faun knew nothing of her parents life before her birth. She didn't know about the spurned lover, her older sister, all she knew was island life. Being here in Alacritis, bing here in her homeland, was both a crazy awesome and terrifying experience. She might have enjoyed her time here more if she had Solar with her. She missed his goofy face. Viridian tried not to cry herself asleep on the nights she really misses him, but vein a loner was hard.

She'd always lived with her parents. Her uncle, Othello, and their son had become quite a staple in her life as well, there had always been someone there to talk to or look to for help. She hasn't know how difficult not losing herself was goin to be when she had left in search of her litter mate. He was worth it though, every cold night and muddy paw. She needed to know where he was.

Since running into Glacier the girl had been takin much better care of herself, she was sleeping, hunting, drinking... Taking care of herself like a real adult. The silvery girl had found a nice den in the plains to rest in the night before, but before the sun rose she had moved herself outside. Just in case Solar happened to come walking along he could spot her more easily. That was the same place she was now, her slender frame was tucked nearly to make a perfect silver ball. While comfortable it was easy to see how cold her trembling form was. With how late the morning has become it was odd she hadnt woken herself up yet.