there were azaleas where your face should be
thalia </3
07-05-2022, 01:31 PM
The fluidity of time was a strange thing. It felt like she'd settled back into life within Aerie quite some time ago, but at the same time it felt like it was just yesterday that she'd been living in Abaven, though she'd left the pack in the east nearly a year ago now. The original reason for joining them seemed so distant now, because she'd wanted to stay for Theory and that had clouded her judgment. At the end of the day though, she'd returned home; Thalia's loyalty ultimately lay to the Abraxas and her family, no matter how strong her feelings might've been for the former leader. As time passed and she'd seen no sign of Theory, nor news from Abaven, she'd been able to slowly push her feelings deep down - until they were practically inaccessible to her. Only occasionally did she recall how sick Theory had been when she'd sent her away. The wolves of Aerie had recovered from the strange illness that had plagued the continent, she had no doubt the wolves of Abaven had recovered just as well. Saying she hadn't thought of Theory at all would be a lie, but it'd been a while since she'd let herself really stop and reflect on their time together. That is, until her scent suddenly crossed her path, in a place she hadn't expected to find her. She was making a wide arc around the thicket when she noticed it, strong enough that it signaled she'd been here, and recently too. Only when she drew closer did the scent of blood become apparent, and though she was wary about whatever she might find she was understandably worried, too. If Theory was hurt, why was she so far from home? Or was that the reason she hadn't gone home? Thalia was slowly as she trailed after her scent, carefully navigating deeper into the thicket, against her better judgment. When she finally saw her though she wasn't quite sure how to feel. She didn't look at all like Thalia remembered, but that wasn't necessarily a good thing. She remembered it vividly, the way strange-colored ooze had been leaking from her eyes and nose and mouth, the way she'd nearly been feral with rage for a reason Thalia maybe could've chalked up to sickness, but she'd taken it as an easy way out. And now here Theory was and Thalia found herself frozen to the spot, trying to register the state she was in. "Theory," she started, her voice low and wary, at least at first. One wrong move and she feared Theory might flee. "Are you.. alright?" It was all she could think to ask, at least right now. What had happened to her? Why was she here? There were too many questions to ask all at once, so she'd start with this one, brows furrowed tightly as she took another slow step closer. |
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