For just as Every Seed holds the Power

Meadowlark

Meadowlark was taking the day quite lazily this time around. Her cream and white coat stood in stark contrast against the green and the flowers, making it possible for her to be seen from quite a distance. As much as her cautiousness wanted to be on the lookout for strange wolves that could possibly do mean and unmentionable things to her, the other half of her easily distracted brain kept shouting out about the plants and flowers. There were so many varieties she had never seen before! Plus, the colors! There were so many colors that she had never seen before. While Meadowlark recognized some varieties of plants she had used before, there were others she wasn't quite sure of. Even more so, not wanting to try them to find out their affects.

For the most part, Meadowlark wanted to find something for her sadness, really. While she ran away from home, she truly missed her home. It wasn't something she anticipated when coming here. Her home pack may have been isolated from others, it contained everything she needed, and the environment was pleasing at the very least. She had places to escape, and yet it was never far away enough from those that hurt her, until now. This time, Meadowlark had ran so far away from home that it was highly doubtful any would have followed her. Besides that, the pack had Rolan, her brother, to help produce heirs and keep her fathers line intact. No one would care that she had run off to never return. Meadowlark hardly had friends there anyway. The few she thought were friends truly weren't with all of their demeaning and belittling of her views and beliefs. There was no longer a need to kowtow to their approval. Still, a sense of regret and guilt lingered for not being good enough to gain approval.

Shaking the thought from her head, Meadowlark focused on the task at hand. Perhaps if she couldn't find anything that would heal a broken heart, perhaps something a little sweeter to snack would bring a smile to her face. Sweet leaf? A small, bushy plant with a strange flavor that produced smiles. Maybe something like that existed around here. Somewhere.

“Speech"

OOC: xxx

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