Lay Down Tonight

Reila had some time to think of her place in the pack, and it wasn't really an easy decision for her. There was a part of her that thought staying here would bring harm to the pack. Atlas wouldn't have gone looking for her, she didn't think at least. But if they stumbled upon her while she was outside of the pack or if they had visited the island, that was a different story.

She didn't really know if there was a place for her, here or anywhere. But only from what Chimera had mentioned about his queens being from a similar background did it make her feel like there was some sort of understanding from him or others around her even if she hadn't extended herself to those of the pack. Not knowing if she was staying, she kept to herself.

She had hunted occasionally, but her leg still wasn't a hundred percent. It probably never would be. She had just gotten used to her other old injuries and things like that. The feeling would just turn ghostly over time. In the later evening, she left the bungalow where she was staying and headed out towards the beaches of the island. She tried to scent for Chimera at first, but decided it would be easier to call for him rather than chase him all around the island or the dam. So she did, taking a seat in the sands before the sun set and waiting for him to arrive if he chose to.

"Reila"