Around the world
10-27-2018, 08:11 PM
How had things changed so quickly? They had left their island home with a bright future in front of them. Her sister was going to show her the world, and she would learn stories from every wolf she met, with some vague aspiration of becoming a storyteller herself one day.
Instead, she had gotten lost one night and had not found her way back to the lake they had camped at until a day later. There was no trace of her sisters parting, and well she had stayed a while, she knew there was nothing more for her here. Lyrae was barely into her second year of life, and was a mediocre hunter, hadn’t the faintest idea how to heal, and was essentially a useless wreck without her sister.
She had never intended to go at life alone, and with her belly aching from emptiness, and her heart limping from loneliness, the once bright and excitable girl was a drab mark on a grey world.
She scarcely knew where she was going, she had chased a hare up the mountain before it had eluded her, and she had been considering going down again when the scent of wolf caught her attention. She had no weariness of others, had never learnt to feel any. All she knew, was that she didn’t want to be alone anymore.
She followed his scent until she caught sight of the bright, russet wolf who stood out across the rocks like a flickering candle flame. Her lips parted in trepidation, a tight knot appearing in her chest. Could this wolf help her?
Instead, she had gotten lost one night and had not found her way back to the lake they had camped at until a day later. There was no trace of her sisters parting, and well she had stayed a while, she knew there was nothing more for her here. Lyrae was barely into her second year of life, and was a mediocre hunter, hadn’t the faintest idea how to heal, and was essentially a useless wreck without her sister.
She had never intended to go at life alone, and with her belly aching from emptiness, and her heart limping from loneliness, the once bright and excitable girl was a drab mark on a grey world.
She scarcely knew where she was going, she had chased a hare up the mountain before it had eluded her, and she had been considering going down again when the scent of wolf caught her attention. She had no weariness of others, had never learnt to feel any. All she knew, was that she didn’t want to be alone anymore.
She followed his scent until she caught sight of the bright, russet wolf who stood out across the rocks like a flickering candle flame. Her lips parted in trepidation, a tight knot appearing in her chest. Could this wolf help her?