Lovers Leave Chaos and Clothes [AW]
09-16-2017, 11:41 PM
The summer was going by peacefully, and she was waiting for Sparrow to come to her. It would come at any moment, she felt - she herself wouldn't approach Sparrow, though. The girl - young woman, she supposed - would come to Vali in her own time, and Vali wasn't going to force her to move any faster than she desired. To make the decision to take over the pack was a bold one, and one that Vali still felt uncertain about - was Sparrow a right choice? Truthfully, Lark would have been better. No one knew Sparrow, and she had been decidedly absent for quite a while before returning and accepting Vali's offer. But then again, some barely knew her. Even those that knew her and knew Bass abandoned the pack.
... Things would be as they were. There wasn't much she could do to change anything, and she wouldn't change much if she could. Maybe smack Bass upside the head and tell him that he needed to tell his freaking kids before he upped and left.
Her wanderings brought her to a rather dangerous area, and her musings quickly turned to concentration as she made sure each step was sure and steady. The burn in her muscles from climbing up and up and up was honestly a welcome relief from everything. The solitude and peace of the climb gave her time to think - but not too much time, as often the terrain would turn more treacherous and she'd have to stop her musing, and concentrate on her footing.
This time, though, the solitude of the trek was interrupted - first by the scent of delicious goats, and then the scent of another wolf and a feline. Her ears pricked up in interest as she crested the little hill, and she used the vantage point to look around - and spotted all the scents she smelled. She descended quickly, a small smile on her face as she approached the other wolf. She kept her voice low as she spoke - "Are you planning on hunting some of the goats?"
... Things would be as they were. There wasn't much she could do to change anything, and she wouldn't change much if she could. Maybe smack Bass upside the head and tell him that he needed to tell his freaking kids before he upped and left.
Her wanderings brought her to a rather dangerous area, and her musings quickly turned to concentration as she made sure each step was sure and steady. The burn in her muscles from climbing up and up and up was honestly a welcome relief from everything. The solitude and peace of the climb gave her time to think - but not too much time, as often the terrain would turn more treacherous and she'd have to stop her musing, and concentrate on her footing.
This time, though, the solitude of the trek was interrupted - first by the scent of delicious goats, and then the scent of another wolf and a feline. Her ears pricked up in interest as she crested the little hill, and she used the vantage point to look around - and spotted all the scents she smelled. She descended quickly, a small smile on her face as she approached the other wolf. She kept her voice low as she spoke - "Are you planning on hunting some of the goats?"