Bring Me Back to Life
04-26-2017, 09:28 PM
(This post was last modified: 04-26-2017, 09:29 PM by Esmee.)
The smile that Esmee got from Caelum was priceless to the brown and black female. They were making better progress here than she could have ever hoped or imagined. Friends were something that most wolves craved it seemed, but not all could obtain. Wolves were stereotypically pack animals, with occasional rogue, not the other way around. Esmee was a rogue for the time being, but maybe it would change later on.
“Indeed, just floating on the wind, without a care in the world is enticing. So would getting a bird’s eye view,” Esmee said in agreement. She was wondering what Caelum was talking about when she described staying on the ground though. She could not exactly interpret the other female’s meaning, but took it at face value anyways. Obviously she knew something Esmee did not in that area. However, Esmee did not pry or pick her thoughts apart quite yet. It would probably be a while before that happened honestly. If they developed a friendship that went below surface level, then maybe it was a possibility. In the meantime, Esmee had no answer. Why someone would want to stay glued to the earth all the time, Esmee did not know. But she supposed it was a subjective sort of thing that varied from wolf to wolf or something like that.
“No, I am not from here. I am from the north, from over the hills and far, far away,” Esmee said, a fleck of humor in her voice. It sounded like something out of an old fairytale book, but it was true in a sense. The female’s kingdom was nowhere near the island or the surrounding territories even. Esmee could picture her true homeland in her head, and all the wolves belonging to her maiden pack. She basked in the memories for a moment, but knew in her heart that they were a thing of the past. Maybe one day she would be able to return, and be welcomed with open arms. But that would take a great deal of time and effort, not to mention the energy involved as well. Traveling alone had its perks, but also its downfalls as well.
“What about you Caelum,” Esmee asked in response, slightly tilting her head in curiosity. “Do you have a permanent place that you call home? Are packs trying to swoop in and gobble you up to join their ranks?”
“Indeed, just floating on the wind, without a care in the world is enticing. So would getting a bird’s eye view,” Esmee said in agreement. She was wondering what Caelum was talking about when she described staying on the ground though. She could not exactly interpret the other female’s meaning, but took it at face value anyways. Obviously she knew something Esmee did not in that area. However, Esmee did not pry or pick her thoughts apart quite yet. It would probably be a while before that happened honestly. If they developed a friendship that went below surface level, then maybe it was a possibility. In the meantime, Esmee had no answer. Why someone would want to stay glued to the earth all the time, Esmee did not know. But she supposed it was a subjective sort of thing that varied from wolf to wolf or something like that.
“No, I am not from here. I am from the north, from over the hills and far, far away,” Esmee said, a fleck of humor in her voice. It sounded like something out of an old fairytale book, but it was true in a sense. The female’s kingdom was nowhere near the island or the surrounding territories even. Esmee could picture her true homeland in her head, and all the wolves belonging to her maiden pack. She basked in the memories for a moment, but knew in her heart that they were a thing of the past. Maybe one day she would be able to return, and be welcomed with open arms. But that would take a great deal of time and effort, not to mention the energy involved as well. Traveling alone had its perks, but also its downfalls as well.
“What about you Caelum,” Esmee asked in response, slightly tilting her head in curiosity. “Do you have a permanent place that you call home? Are packs trying to swoop in and gobble you up to join their ranks?”