ready to be hurt again

"No... but perhaps it's worth finding out," she said, a bit wistfully. Theory noticed that Tamsyn didn't have a story about the eruption like so many other wolves did. She could count herself lucky that she'd shown up after the chaos. "Boreas is beautiful," Theo added, glancing around again to take in the landscape another time. Sometimes she found it hard to believe that so many climates, flora, and fauna could exist on the same continent. She hadn't been very far to the west, but she knew there were wide, hot deserts there. The north boasted year-round snow, and the south was muggy and almost insufferable. Theo was glad Abaven had made their home in the temperate east. They enjoyed the change of seasons but avoided the extremes that plagued all other poles of the land. "Have you found your favorite place yet?" she asked, her voice light and playful. Theory herself could never choose, another the bay had begun to worm its way into a special place in her heart. Where a wolf choose to spend their time said a lot about them. What did her love of the bay and its ocean views say about her?