ardent

infatuation

Deathbelle



Vexation

Loner
Noble Priestess

age
5 Years
gender
Female
gems
51
size
Extra large
build
Light
posts
9
player
01-01-2020, 08:38 AM (This post was last modified: 01-01-2020, 08:40 AM by Vexation.)

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She had been through a lot during her four years of life and somehow still Vexation felt like she was looking at a puzzle without half of the pieces needed to complete it. Somehow, someway, she had managed to drift apart from her siblings. Initially it had been because she knew that they needed space and the best way to love them was from a distance but over time it began to eat away at her. She wasn't doing well.. mentally. Vexation was a wolf that required a certain type of attention and if she didn't receive it over a span of time well - she became a bit frazzled to say the least. Gangly limbs carried the wispy frame of the female across the dry terrain, her nostrils flared and amber eyes glistened briefly with a faint glimmer of hope. Just how long had it been since her paws had traversed across these lands? It was so familiar. Like being wrapped up in a warm blanket after a long day outside in the bitter cold. Vexation felt a sense of confidence that she hadn't felt in so long and maybe it was because she was finally home. The dark shadow of a woman eased herself further into the territory but she paused, just barely passing the scent borders out of respect to her loved ones. Would they accept her? She had been foolish before, she knew that now. She had to be careful with just how she loved them and she could watch them from afar. She would be there when they really needed her and she would do her best to respect their wishes. She could be different. Her eyes searched, hoping to find someone. Anyone. "Hello.. I'm home." She called out quietly, her tail slightly tucked between her hind legs and eyes holding the faintest hint of worry and nervousness.