Yesterday's feelings
The sparse pines had been taken over by a pack she knew little about. But it didn't matter to her anymore, they didn't plan on staying at the pines forever. As much as she loved her birth place, she wanted to forget the bad memories that had taken place there. The taking over of her birth pack. The place where the new albino king had called for a war meeting. Vereux's death. Creed's death...the pines would always be home in her heart, but she couldn't physically live there anymore. She took off with Dragon and whoever else decided to still follow, but at one point she had gone off to be alone. Tanaraq flew lazy circles above her as she made her way to the frozen lake. She was old now. Probably the oldest living wolf in the lands. Friends and family that were her age or close to it were probably dead, gone, or maybe still hanging on like she was. It left a bitter taste in her mouth, but she was glad to have met most of the wolves she did.
Her breath fogged up before, sending icy mists whenever she breathed out. It was cold, but her thick shaggy fur did well to keep her old bones from freezing over. She walked along the bank of the frozen water, amber gaze downcast as she moved slowly and carefully. It wasn't until Tan screeched at her that she lifted her head to see another wolf not too far away from her. She stopped and studied the male. He looked so similar to others she had seen before, but when the breeze carried his scent to her, she recognized it. Well...what were the odds of that? She continued forward, and when she got closer to him she would bark a greeting. "I thought you'd be dead by now." She said lightheartedly, "Good to see you again, Xephyris." |
