Off My Mind

*Azalea* · 01-08-2016, 07:02 PM

It had truly been ages since Azalea had allowed herself to be tied down to the land or "her" man. Her children didn't care about her and her best friend was gone. She no longer had a family in Alacritia, outside of a man who loved her endlessly. It was not enough and that was proved by the way her paws never quite moving. An Adravendi always found their way home, though, so here she was in the godforsaken land that had birthed her.

Spring was a great time to come home, after her wild winter hormones had settled firmly and her mind had returned to a less... horny place. Children were the last thing on her mind, especially as she moved upward in years. It turned out that she was a bad mom after all, not only once but twice over! So fuck them and fuck the dicks that knocked her up.

The mid-sized woman was versed enough on the lands to be work up all the latest details from a passing stranger. It would seem that the wolves became less and less familiar. Maybe they were all moving on or maybe they were all dying.

So then, perhaps she was crazy for choosing to seek out the member of her family that hated her the most.

The scars on the left half of her face throbbed as she approached the border to the mangroves. This place had been the home of many wolves and somewhere in there now was Epiphron Adravendi. Azalea had to wonder if her aunt would even show up, though knowing her aunt's haughty personality she preferred to think that Pip would come with a fury.

Paws rooted firmly as she tipped back her muzzle to call into the pack's turf. She wasn't here to stay, it was only a social visit. Amber eyes searched the thick brush (which she sat at a defined distance from in case her appearance evoked an attack) for any sign of movement within.

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