Rite of Rebirth

Crown lifting at the sound of a booming summons, the child quirked a brow. Olya was calling them to gather. For reasons unknown, they had gravitated back towards the other end of the continent. Da had been absent for a little while, investigating something he wouldn't divulge. The growing wolf lifted herself from the grass. Her legs were regaining their strength, and she felt almost whole again. The pallid youth still felt uneasy to be a wolf without a tail, and she was constantly scrutinizing her little bunny poof. Shaking her head, the shaman in training tried to banish those dark thoughts. It was time for another day, and another adventure.

Plodding along, she made her way in a vaguely southernly direction. It sounded urgent, so she wasn't about to waste time. Based on the limited echoing of the howl, Olya hadn't been very far away. Which was great, since walking forever sounded awful. It would be nice to spend time with her sisters, too. They rarely saw each other anymore, and it was kind of distressing to think about. Would they drift apart, and never see one another again? Like mama and her brother? No, uh uh. Divo wouldn't allow it.

Tall grass brushed along slender champagne limbs, and suddenly there was the shaman. A grin broke over her features, and her pace picked up. A jaunty trot brought the student to the paws of the teacher. "You get shorter every day, teacher!" The youth teased. She looked around, frowning. "They're not here yet?" Hopefully the rest of the trio would emerge from the undergrowth soon. The three musketeers needed to be reunited!

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