My Ship Is Sinking

*Aranea* · 09-13-2020, 06:58 PM

Location: Redbud Nook

Aranea wandered outside of the pack usually quite often but she tried not to make too much of a habit of it. It was hard for her to adjust back into pack life and now with Torin overlooking her she felt the desire to please though not a good desire. She let everyone close to her down time and time again and she was coming at a whits end with herself. She had to admit being around the wolves of her pack boosted her spirits but she felt overwhelmed with socialism and mostly kept to herself.

She came out in search of herbs to stock back at the pack, not anything particular but she still kept interest in making a mental note where she could find more rare herbs. She wandered into the nook without really realizing it, her nose sniffing for unusual or familiar scents. But she was more lost in thought and her concentration was nearly non-existent. More like it was routine for her nose to just find its way to what she wanted.

Her mind clicked as she made it back to reality and she would take a moment to look up at the cherry blossom trees. She had been here before but it had been sometime. The scent of Abaven in a far distance, she shook her head relieving herself of the sour memories. She would try to make haste in her ways back home but for now she would simply take a seat and look up at the blossomed petals.

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My Ship Is Sinking

Hanako

Aranea