A Simple Thank You

*Tahlia* · 08-11-2013, 12:52 AM

Walk | Talk | Think

The bad weather had at last abated, but it felt as if clouds still loomed over the its inhabitants. Despite how much she wished she could have gone on pretending everything was well inside the pack lands, the most recent burial she had witnessed still weighed heavily on her conscience and made her question what had been the undoubted safety of herself and her pack mates. Reficul's dying had been a terrible, unfortunate event, a tragic misfortune that should have never taken place. Was it here, at the borders of the territory, that the innocent had been taken? Was it outside, where the protection of her comrades could not extend? After seeing first hand the distress and grief that the loss had given to her mother, she knew the details were less important. What mattered was that losses of many kinds still hung around despite the blessings.

Dwelling on sadness was not really Tahlia's type, however, as much as the thoughts plagued her mind. She was much more of a "now" kind of wolf, someone who tended to try and stay within the moment and move on from the past. Or at least that was the mindset she most liked to present. And so today she had gone out of her way to forget those terrible thoughts that revolved around the loss and sadness that had hung across the territory, doing what came most naturally to her and what would keep her thoughts preoccupied.

The lake sparkled ahead through the trees as she wound her way through them, managing to set a smile upon her face as she finally exited the treeline and walked across the lake's shoreline. Even before she was truly close enough to see, the she-wolf's golden eyes were skimming the lake's surface and the immediate shallow waters, looking for any flashes of scales or ripples from curious swimmers. It was still early in the day, somewhere around mid-morning, and so she had no worries about time. She could go about her fishing leisurely and not have to rush into a catch and possibly lose it in haste.

Already spotting an area where the fish had ventured nearer to shore, she angled her path closer to the water, watching as they scattered when her paws brought her into the lake and caused the water to ripple out in their direction. She paid no mind to their scare, progressing until water swirled and rolled around her front legs, the fur of her stomach just skimming across the water's surface. Close enough to where the fish had been, she stilled, falling into a statuesque pose to wait for them to come forward again.

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