Fast Flying Messenger
12-01-2017, 06:45 AM
Since the raid Baine had kept herself busy with doing patrols for the most part since the raid. At least doing that made herself feel useful and kept her paws moving. She had realized shortly after the raid that he muscle tone she had worked hard on in the early days of her training to be a messenger had started to slip away. It gave her a focus and a task to work on which certainly helped. Anything to keep her mind busy was helpful really. For the longest time she had been feeling down about pretty much everything, but if she could pull one positive from the raid it would be that it shook her out of her “woe is me” funk. She was still jealous of Regulus and his growing family since she still had yet to have even a slight interest in anyone... but that was a personal problem. That wasn’t his fault. As she started to muse over this yet again, her older brother’s howl made her stop in her tracks and listen with interest. It had been a long time since he had called for her and she honestly couldn’t think of a certain reason why he might be calling now. She wasn’t all that close to the dens since she was out doing a patrol, but as soon as his howl ended she turned and took off at a full sprint toward the dens to make up time. At least that muscle in her legs she had been rebuilding would come in handy for the moment. Baine was only slightly out of breath when she slowed to a stop in front of her large, red brother. "Hey, Regulus,” she said with a slight smile. "What’s going on?” |
