New home... again

N/A · 08-12-2013, 01:22 PM

She had taken to wandering Valhalla a little. Enough that she was beginning to learn the lay of the land and explore the surrounding areas a little. Claire didn't leave Valhalla's lands for long, however. She was scared that if she left for too long that when she came back, her family would be gone. That was her truest fear. That she would lose her brothers again and fall into the blank emptiness that was the world without love. She was happy with them. She loved them. And things weren't perfect, but she was truly happy with them.

Claire very nearly stumbled over the tiny figure in the grasses. She recoiled, backing up a few inches as she let her gaze settle on a tiny, black form. A pup. It took Claire a moment longer to notice the massive amounts of scarring, and with an effort, she kept herself from staring, letting her gaze focus on the youngster's eyes, and refusing to let them wander. Are you alone?" Claire asked the youngster gently, examining the pup carefully. The scars seemed to be old, and largely, the pup seemed to be all right.

She felt a flicker of envy deep in her mind. She would have taken better care of her pups if she had any. But Claire had never been one to act adorable and feminine, and that seemed to have put a damper on her ability to find a single male who was even remotely interested in her. Ah well. It wasn't the pup's fault, and Claire certainly wouldn't let it affect how she addressed the youngster.

Speech,

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