Maybe it's another chance to mock myself again

*Azalea* · 07-24-2013, 03:30 PM

"I'm from Alacritis, yes. I'm sure when I was young I came and went because my mother had us constantly moving and on the run, but as far as I know this is where I'm from." He was so relaxed about it. Azalea had to wonder what it was like for wolves to come here. Did they find it boring? Were there more beautiful landscapes hiding outside of Alacritis? It really made her wonder.

"We were on the move too much to be a part of a pack I guess. It was just me, my mother, and my sisters growing up." Azalea nodded. "Wise to move around. Staying in one place can be dangerous, especially with pups. I however, have always lived in the same location and have a very...full family. Mother, father, brothers, now sisters. Aunts, uncles, grandparents," She paused, eyes darkening, "No, no grandparents anymore." Clearing her throat she looked up with a grim smile, letting thoughts of Cairo fade away.

"It's just me now though. One of my sisters died after we were attacked by a brute one night and I got separated from my sister and mother when we were trying to travel through a snowstorm. I have a feeling my mother is already dead, since she was weak and injured when we started out, but I'm hoping I can still find my sister." Azalea looked down and to the left, averting her eyes and pulling back her ears. "How does one show sympathy for wolves they don't know?" She asked herself. She struggled to be sympathetic, to be sorry for things unrelated to her.

"Have you seen her? Her name is Elysia. She's several inches shorter than me with eyes just like mine and lighter brown fur." His words made her eyes go wide, feeling suddenly drawn into his mess of a life. "Uhm," Her face was perplexed, vocal cords spewing out the sound in an attempt to buy time as she processed his words. Elysia? "No. I haven't. I mean, I might have... I don't know the names of all the wolves in Valhalla, honestly... and if she's new then I certainly wouldn't know."

Mentally she scolded herself, knowing she should really learn the names of each and every wolf. She should be at the border to welcome strangers. She should, in general, put forth more effort rather than running off all the time.

"I know what it is like... to have a sibling lost. My brothers left Valhalla when we were very young. From what I know they traveled together for most of that time... but then Gael came home and Soleon did not. I have no way to know that he is really alive... but...but I feel it in my heart. I know he's not dead. He can't be." She laughed a little, eyes on the ground. "He's an Adrevendi after all... and if there is one thing we're good at, its surviving." The crueler parts of her brain nagged at her, telling her that she was not really an Adravendi. Not by blood.

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