Everything The Sun Touches

Time seemed to fly, at least for the adults in her and Aramis’s lives. For Aurielle, it seemed to drag. She’d had her first taste of the world beyond the main chamber of the cave system that made up the Residence of both the Archangel’s family, and the pack healers that chose to take an alcove there. It had been wonderful, playing in the snow dappled ravine, but the world beyond beckoned.

But she’d been good. She’d known, certainly, that venturing beyond the end of the ravine without permission would only prolong her wait to get to see the rest of the territory, so she’d been as patient as she could be. Of course, it hadn’t stopped her from getting into other mischief inside the den.

She’d taken a liking to the fragrant herbs her mother and Paladin kept stockpiled, and had suffered plenty of sharp nips from Paladin’s teeth for rolling and playing in them, scattering the plants across the sparkling cave floor. She didn’t begrudge the nips—after all, she’d been into the herbs when she’d been explicitly told to leave them alone… But the sweet scents of what her mother called Lavender, and another more exotic herb the Nomads had brought along during a brief visit – Jasmine – drew her in like a moth to fire.

Her scent was almost permanently saturated in both by now, after a month or two of getting into them. Her father, however, had solved the issue by suggesting she have her own little supply set aside. Just for her. But she had to wait for Spring. So the deal was, if she could stay out of the herbs until Spring came to replenish the growth of the plants, she could have her own stock pile to play in.

But today… Today, it was finally time. She was bouncing with excitement by the mouth of the cave, waiting for her father. Aramis had elected to stay with Mother, but Aurielle was too ready to go out and see the rest of the world. And besides, it was finally time to start her initial training to become the next Archangel, and she wasn’t about to sleep in and miss it!

When she finally heard Regulus shifting to his paws and making his way out of the family alcove, she bounced urgently. Granted it was still dark outside, morning still in those predawn moments, but if early birds got the worms, then so should she.

"Déan deifir, Da!" She did her best to only hiss the words. Not everyone was as early a riser as her and her Da, of course. Something swiftly learned since their first outing.

Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think