She didn't even know how long it had been. Days turned to weeks, weeks turned to months, and before she knew it the seasons were changing again. He had personal business, at least that was what he had told her. They had separated for a time before so why wouldn't she have any reason to trust him? She gladly let him go knowing that he himself let her take care of personal business and she had no reason to not trust him. But as the time grew longer she felt the ache of loneliness beginning to pester her. She had done her best to remain positive, telling herself that he would be back soon and continuing to live in the range in wait for him. Though if anyone were to hear about this they would probably tell her that she was stupid and that the male would never return.
She had thought about that a time or two, but then the anxiety of what could have happened to him would take over her mind. Being a healer she worried about what medically could have happened, fearing he was holed up somewhere dying because of injuries. There was times the thoughts kept her up at night. She could have went to look for him, but stayed put fearing that as soon as she did he would return to find her gone. Mortar had been her close friend for a while now and she didn't want him to think that she had left him in the dust like his pack had. The only time she had left the range was to hunt and being one body she was only able to hunt smaller game.
She had thinned out some, but her thick coat hid it well. Today she had decided to go to the shores and do some scavenging. With winter finally here the prey in lands were getting scarce. Through the sands she quietly trotted looking to make her way closer to the waves to see what it had washed up. She was hungry and hadn't had a decent meal in a day or two. She had long since cleaned out the rat population in the barn. Bright green eyes looked around and when they fell on the dark form in the distance her body halted. Was it really him? The thought made butterflies dance in her gut. She held her breath for a moment, wondering if perhaps she was daydreaming. There was only one way to find out.
Pushing forward she quietly approached, still unsure if it was really him. As she got closer the details of his form became more clear and without her realizing it, her tail began to dance back and fourth with excitement. Quickening her pace she couldn’t help but be eager to close the distance between them. Nose twitching she didn't smell any new or healing wounds which told her that he was alright, it didn't explain the drawn out absence, but at least it brought her relief.
"Mortar" she called happily before coming up beside him and pressing her face into the fur on his right shoulder with her tail thumping the sand. "I was worried, I'm so glad your okay."
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