Out For A Stroll [Caelia]

*Caelia* · 03-12-2019, 06:29 AM

Caelia couldn't help but replay the last conversation she'd had with her mother over and over in her head. She'd confessed to wanting to follow a path similar to her Gwen's when questioned what her aspirations were, even if it didn't end up being identical to it. She wasn't really interested in becoming a great warrior or a healer - she wanted her mind to be as sharp as the teeth of any wolf, her mind to be strong rather than only her body. Though her mother had suggested she be sent to an allied pack to learn from them, so she could be exposed to different styles of leadership, she had yet to talk to Aurielle about this - so when she heard her call, she was surprisingly glad.

She was a yearling now, and it showed. Once lanky, with limbs disproportionate to the rest of her body, she'd filled in her frame quite nicely and now resembled her mother even more than she once had. Even her movements were proof of how she'd aged, now filled with a kind of grace that was quite unlike the bumbling gait of pups. There was confidence in each step she took as she traversed over the sprouting plains, glad to see life coming back to these lands.

As quickly as she could she made her way to the meeting stone, offering a gentle dip of her muzzle to Aurielle, accompanied by a small smile. "Morning, Aurielle," Caelia offered hesitantly. She wasn't sure why she'd been called, though her faint excitement was mixed with a hefty dose of nervousness at the same time.

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