Falling like the stars

Serenity spent a lot of her time to herself, lost in her own thoughts. She avoided socializing with the other wolves of The Hallows for no real reason, or no reason at all. She was concerned about fitting in, she never had before in her life. She had found comfort in strangers at times, she had experienced kind wolves and selfish wolves in her time as a loner. And it made her wary in the means of safety for herself and safety for her new family. But it also made her wary of getting to know others too. She was so used to a brief encounter, or a one night stand with a man. It was so easy to just move on from that and look on to the next day. Really no responsibilities, no deep feelings. And she had been thrown into this new world of pack life. Having a father, siblings. She really had no problem in this life per say. She could provide for herself and the pack. That was the easy part. But getting out there, getting to know her pack mates, making real connections that would possibly hold her down, make her settle; it was scary for her.

She was up in some of the tallest parts of the castle, along the wall. She had her own secret place up here. Her paws dangled over a crumbling edge while she looked out at the shimmering shores west of them. She had never seen them up close and personal, but she had seen the shining shores many many times from up here on the ledge. It was relaxing, but it also kept her stuck in those thoughts she didn't want to be lost in. Meeting her father brought up a lot of old baggage. How her mother didn't want her, how she had to fend for herself and wander aimlessly hoping to make it to the next day, and everything that came along with that.

Sometimes she just had to walk. It made the thoughts easier to get by when she was watching where her paws stepped instead of her eyes lost in the shimmering shores. And it's what led her to the plains. She had on some nights added herself as an extra patrol just for this very reason. To occupy her mind. Seeing the stars above her on the plains was relaxing too, but gave her the same wandering comfort that the shores gave her. Lost in the beauty of the skies. She had noticed a pack member admiring the same beauty or nature, and while she tended to keep to herself, it was really never her intention to be so secluded. She wanted to do better, for her father and for herself. She carefully approached the tiny man, tinnier than she thought as she became closer to him. But the bright, starlit sky showed both of his brilliant light and dark markings. Her nose looked down on him before her gaze went back up to the sky, settling down beside him, "It is beautiful, isn't it?"

Total Word Count: 787 words
Word Count Goal: 1500 words

"Serenity"