Forged in Fire

*Xephyris* · 10-12-2016, 11:55 PM

Xephyris had settled well into his new home, and he was proud of what he'd achieved. He'd set to work establishing strong borders, and kept up with his new routine. He'd seen some of the other wolves in passing, but the season had changed since the last time he'd seen Jaelle. He'd known from the start that she wouldn't be around often, that she was a wanderer at heart, but he supposed he'd hoped to see her a little more. With everything else that was going on around him, she was a presence he'd come to depend on - not only that, but he worried for her somewhat, even though he knew she could take care of herself just fine. Still, he knew she was not to be chained in one place, and he would never ask that of her; he would have to learn to deal with it. However, as he explored the lands beyond his home, he came across a scent he'd been anticipating hopefully - the whimsical gypsy was around here somewhere. And the man did not fail to notice that her scent was laced with the perfume of her season. Oh, well this was quite the discovery.

For a moment, the new Alpha paused. With all that had happened, was it really wise to seek Jaelle now when she would be vulnerable, at the mercy of her hormones, while his own thoughts would become impaired by the overdose of pheromones? With a huff, he seated himself, looking out the uniquely wooded land. He mulled over his options, trying to reason with himself - he had many reasons that he ought to just turn around and go home for today. Nodding to himself, he began to rise to his paws, turning his body to go back from where he'd come. Just then, he heard the sound of her bells echoing throughout the forest and at once, his head whipped around as his heart thrummed in his chest. He couldn't force himself to leave now that he knew she was so close he could hear her. Besides, what if he left her here alone, and someone else found her? Not that... he had any claim over her, but not all wolves were gentle and polite - what if some foul brute discovered her? That was more than enough for him to reconsider, deciding he would go to her after all.

He continued to follow her scent, his blue-flecked silver eyes scanning the forest as he moved slowly, trying to calm his breath before he found her. And he found her not where he expected, and although he felt alarmed seeing her so high up, her forepaws wrapped around a precarious-looking branch in a strange tree, he supposed he ought to be less surprised. He came to the trunk of the tree, placing his paws upon it as his nails dug into the bark slightly, tilting his head to look up at her. "Jaelle... are you alright?" he asked, half-wondering if she was stuck up there, "Aren't you worried you might fall?" He knew he shouldn't have bothered to ask the second question, for it seemed she was a rather fearless woman, and she was probably quite pleased with herself up in her tree.

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