Just Smoke My Cigarette And Hush

*Aranea* · 08-03-2020, 06:01 PM

The dark came early in the spring and would slowly start to reach longer and longer as the days went by. It made it easier to hunt while the prey came out from the lowering sun as if they were safe from the wolves. Luckily, Aranea found little joy in a hunt and frankly didn't care to grab a meal unless she had to or rather to help someone else.

She walked through the lands of Lirim as the other pack wolves went to their dens and scouted on patrol. It felt weird to her being inside a pack again, she had almost forgotten what it was like. After Tyranis she seemed to follow after the wolves she had known even if it was just acquaintedly. She didn't realize this of course, and perhaps it was her feelings deep inside seeking the help of others. She would never admit. She didn't want to be anyone's burden.

She tiptoed through the willows slightly admiring their beauty, not wanting to disturb any of the residents. She ventured not a long way past the den sites and sat just beside on of the weeping trees, emerald valley was hidden behind the longing vines of the trees surrounding her. The lands she could call home were peaceful. A plus that the valley kept her lavender at her disposal.

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Just Smoke My Cigarette And Hush

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