ardent

Black and Gold



Imena

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09-24-2013, 11:05 PM



Since the day everyone returned from battle, the dark female had spent the daylight hours hunting down herbs. Winter was right around the corner now, and with a possible war from what Cael told her, they needed all the herbs to stock. Thought her body was tired by the time the sun was sinking, her spirit was very alive. She had Cael now at her side, not as just a friend, a denmate, but a soul mate. He was her's and she his. Today was no different. Her fur was covered in dirt, leaves, and sticks. Her scent now spoke of the earth, of her ventures in her tasks.

A howl broke out of the land, her home. Head lifted towards the sound, blue eyes narrowing with concern. With a sgh she looked down at the pile of herbs at her paws. At this place she was too far to run to the den to drop them off then to the meeting. With a shake to her fur she gathered her load and slowly made her way to the meeting. She could not risk dropping any, yet worried of being late. And as she finally reached the pack, her head hung low. She was very late, missing much of what was going on. Eyes searched out her mate and she silently slinked up to his side. With a sigh she placed her giant load down and flicked her ears in appology to Chrysanthe. She nuzzle Cael softly."Sorry im late...do you think we should tell the pack..about us? For Chrysanthe's blessing?" She whispered into his ear.

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