Rumbles of nature began to calm, the sounds becoming less frequent , as the strength of the storm journeyed on and past the forest. Adonis regretted that the storm was passing so suddenly, for the wolf he had met because of it seemed to be good conversation. He would be sad, to see the young wolf go one her way, but eager to see what she would become. She had a unique perspective, of nature and the beauty it held. It was a welcome break from the monotony of wolves he had met throughout his years. A slight sigh escaped him, wisping into the Autumn air, in a slight poof. The evening had cooled, and his breath showed in small crystalline features, as it wisped away and into the blossoming night.
Almost as if nature sensed his reluctance for the conversation to end, a new rumble of thunder shook the den that the two wolves had taken shelter in, and his claws dug into the dirt automatically, to steady himself. Her words graced his ears, and a warm smile was his return, as he nodded his head in assent and agreement. She spoke of Seracia, another pack that he had heard of, and one that he had honestly considered, until he met the dame- Evelette. Aeil?s teasing words brought a chuckle from his mouth, a chuckle that remained present as he opened his mouth, allowing his articulation to spill forth.
?Though she causes us many hardships, nature is a beautiful thing. Perhaps, it is as intriguing as the wolf I met of Valhalla. Evelette, if you ever cross her path, she is a delightful hunter and good company. I believe, Valhalla and Seracia are packs that, will have our paths cross again one day, Aeil. I think you?ll be happy there.? His words were light, whimsical but they gave way to deeper roots as he spoke of the pack, she hoped to make into her home. He hadn?t heard a lot of Seracia, but from what he had heard, that pack was a good home- good to its wolves. He held no doubts, that if the young female decided to make her home there, she would be happy.
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