Now that I'm coming home
12-31-2015, 10:22 PM
Walk | Talk | Think She was up and at it again, racing down the length of the shoreline since sleep was avoiding her. Somewhere during the tangle of thoughts as she tried to relax inside the communal den, she had got to thinking again about the dates she was supposed to be planning for her starry sister and what sorts of individuals she should find. Imagining the possibilities, and Astrea's likely responses to each of them, had been far too entertaining, waking her up and preventing her from getting into a state of mind for sleep, and so she had given up to run for a while, something that helped her think. And thinking she did. Would Astrea like a quiet guy? A social guy? Someone really tall, or maybe of a more average height? Would she like someone with a great sense of humor? Someone who was unfailingly smart? A super serious type? Or maybe someone really warm and doting? It was hard trying to pin her - she was usually so quiet and reserved that Gale was realizing quickly she knew nothing of her sister's tastes. Finding potential dates was either going to be incredibly easy or frustratingly hard. Her thoughts were still wrapped up in it when she heard faintly the sound of a howl. She almost missed it beneath the sound of the wind from her running, but she stopped, skidding in the sands, and halted to listen. And felt her expression blanked as she recognized the voice. Selini? Was she back? Full of disbelief and a growing irritation - Where's she been all this time?! - Gale tore across the beach toward where the sound had originated from, arriving breathless to find Glacier already there. She gave no thought to what he was doing up at this hour when he had kids and a mate to take care of, but instead was taken aback by her sister's apparent poor health. The flare of irritation she had felt deflated, sizzled out, as she stared at her sister and absently heard her brother speak as she stood behind him. What in the world had happened to her? |
