A Moment Apart [Sirius]

Gossamer settled in the dark sands of the cove, watching the waves roll in, the water as gray as the sky. She'd just experienced her first break up and was struggling to come to terms with everything that had happened. She supposed it wasn't all that surprising. Long-distance relationships were difficult to navigate, she realized that now especially when they lived on separate continents. She hadn't been able to get down to Ethne as much as she wished, Dagrún hadn't been able to get up to the Armada. Something was bound to break and in the end it was their relationship.

Gossamer kicked a rock into the ocean, watching it stutter through the waves then disappear below the water. She thought she had the perfect solution. Obviously, neither one wanted to spend the rest of their lives doing this dance of separation. Someone had to move in with the other and in her mind it was obvious that Dagrún should move in with her in the Armada. The other warrior had voiced her concern about fitting in with Ethne, so it seemed obvious. And yet…. Dagrún had refused. Stating she couldn't deal with the Armada's structure and rules. That she was ready to get back to her viking roots and well…

Sliding her paws forward til she was laying down, Gossamer laid her head on her arms. They couldn't reconcile. There was screaming, there were tears, and it all came down to the fact they both envisioned themselves in very different places in the future. The great distance, the lack of frequent communication had let the relationship to become fragile and with two different visions for the future, well, in hindsight she wasn't surprised.

Feeling low, Gossamer had kept to herself, debating about her own future. She had no interest in joining another pack, but she was interested in stepping outside the Armada. She'd often toyed with the idea, especially as most of her littermates went their own separate ways. Only she and Aris remained within the Armada. Dammit, it was time to stop fantasizing and actually do something. Gossamer sat up and tipped back her head to call for her father. There had been rumors that her younger sister Vanta was starting a band. It was time to find out if the rumors were true and if so… well maybe she had a direction after all.