The Hunt Is At An End
Ulric
05-06-2021, 08:46 PM
Silver paws throbbed with overuse. Dust clung to the woman's pelt, dulling the otherwise silver sheen. It had been a long time coming, but Eska felt as though her quest was finally complete. With a lot of help along the way, the Timber fae had finally tracked down her quarry. It had taken years, but it was finally over. On her journey, Eska had stumbled upon a few other surprises. Crossing trails of mother, father, sister and brother. It was all so confusing but she could only follow one, so she chose to follow the trail of her mother. The silver spattered woman arrived in the night. Though summer was slowly taking hold, the nights were still chilly. As the masked fae raised her muzzle and called out a summons at the edge of the packs land, steam rose from parted lips. Though her body ached and her soul was weary, Eska couldn't help but pace back and forth at the border marker. She wanted nothing more than to collapse and sleep, but she needed to know. She needed to see her mother's face; a face that she could barely remember. A face that she had dreamed about repeatedly since they'd been separated so long ago. "Eska"
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