sunbeams are never made like me
manea
02-25-2022, 02:58 AM
Nirvana had shown up for the meeting, despite not actually being a member of the pack. Would she remain with Elysium? Would she continue wandering on as a drifter? It had been a year on the road, and a lot had changed. Nirvana had done some growing up, more growing up than she could have imagined. The disease that had befallen the world around them was... well, hell, it was a lot. Even after its passing, it had taken the girl some time to track down and return to her family. She'd returned, but for how long? There were choices to make. In order to make any kind of choice she'd need to speak with Manea as well. Her aunt, her beloved aunt. Though she'd been hanging around for some time now (a week? Two weeks?), they hadn't gotten a chance to speak yet. Nirvana supposed that she'd been busy, the responsibilities barely giving her a chance to step away. It made sense. That, and it wasn't that the young girl had really made herself easy to find. Sure, she'd been studying the packlands, but she still came and went as she pleased. It's hard to prevent the wandering, especially when she's so prone to it. But she'd shown up for the meeting. After it concluded, she'd remained in her seat. Nirvana would sit here until the others cleared away at long last. She'd wait. She'd have the reunion with her aunt that was coming in time. Nearly two years old, a year after departing the woman's side, she'd returned. They had so much to talk about. |