Paths Meant to Cross
06-30-2013, 04:44 PM
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Erani had ventured from Valhalla with the waning of winter. Spring was just around the corner. She could hardly wait to see her childrens? reactions to what Spring would bring. It also meant she would be getting older. She hadn?t thought about her age. Nova helped her feel so young and new, and her children helped put grey hairs in her pelt. Not that she actually had any grey hairs. The situation with Morgan and Evelette had made her feel old as well. She wasn?t sure how that would turn out, or what the punishment would be. She intended to demand a price for the distress her daughter had been in. She dropped her head to the trail, sniffing lightly for any new shoots of herb life. She?d heard her mother talking to her father about plants she herself had never come across. Alorek had come from a nomadic Pack of Healers, simply called The Nomads. As such, he had been to quite a few places and environments before he and her mother had been Mated at the easy age of three and half years. They had spoken of Cinnamon. Of other plants found only in hot, humid tropical areas. She crested at the rise and looked up to gaze out over a valley, large and just beginning to waken, even while snow still lay on the ground. Settling onto her haunches, she studied the lay of the land, tail curling over her haunches, deep blues content. Chrysanthe was a fine young Alpha. She was just and gentle, but had the ferocity to defend and protect her family, her pack. Erani was pleased when Cormalin had come to her to tell of his successful quest to become a Beta. It was years late in coming. They?d known about his being trained from the start to become Redwood Pack?s Beta, even while they hadn?t known that she was being trained to Lead the Pack. He would be a wonderful Beta Male. He would balance Aislyn?s quick to bite temper, as Liberty had helped settle the white female. Erani had forgiven the Female Beta for the slap against her own faith and loyalty to Valhalla. They were all growing too old to hold on to grudges and dislike. Erani chuckled, murmuring to no one in particular, ?The weak can never forgive, for Forgiveness is the Attribute of the Strong.? It was something her Birth Alpha had said often. She wondered if, in accepted wolves from Blackmoon, he had been trying to show forgiveness to the Blackmoon Alpha. It had oft been said that the two wolves had been brothers, one light and one dark. One day, she would tell her children the tale of the Alphas, the death of her Birth Pack, and the years she had wandered, lost and grieving, and at last, her arrival to Starlite now named Valhalla, and her happy years in this pack. She wanted themn to share the stories with their own children, and their grandchildren. It was one that was worth telling, she supposed. Her deep blues lifted to the sky, which held a tint of Spring in the winter grey. She wished they could have been born sooner, that they could have had more time with the Alpha that had made such an impact on her life, and taken such a hold on her heart. He who had made the family that she had become a part of. He who had not blamed her for the loss of his mate. Cairo. The gaze dropped to the earth between her paws as she forced her mind from that matter. She needed to get onto herb gathering. Rising, Erani padded from the path and delved into the forest that edged the Valley. She decided that the Valley would grow the color of emeralds when Spring came to full strength. Verdant blades would cover the earth there with the swatches of Spring colors. She liked Spring. Winter was wonderful, but there were few plants that she could use that grew in winter. A scent caught her nose and her head turned to face the breeze. It was familiar. Glaciem. In a way, it was a scent that somehow was the embodiment of the Pack. Her ears perked, and she padded toward the scent. Glaciem wolves were no threat to a Valhallan, and never to a healer. In a way, they were like Valhalla. The original Alpha had been a Valhallan wolf, hadn?t she? Crusade. When Erani had come to Starlite, Glaciem and Starlite had been on the brink of war. She was glad that they had come to be allies and not enemies. All the Glaciem wolves she had ever met had been kind, gentle, but strong. She came upon the timber female, giving her tail a wave of welcome and greeting. ?Good day, my friend. What would a wolf of Glaciem be doing so far south, where it?s warm?? A smile graced her muzzle as her deep blue gaze twinkled at the lightly teasing question. ?I am Erani, Theta or Lead Healer of Valhalla.? Her tail swayed in a wag as she sank onto her haunches. |
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