Home Sweet Home

Having just settled into The Polar Sound, Azoula hadn’t had the time to explore the territory in more detail. She could smell the salty tinge of ocean water in the air- could hear the crashing of waves against a rocky beach down in the valley- but she hadn’t seen it for herself yet. And the mountain range that rose on both sides of the valley, it looked expansive and well-adorned in greenery and towering trees. She’d need to locate an appropriate location to create an enclosure for their herd of goats. Tsk, so many tasks.

In the early morning hours, before the sun had risen in the east and The Polar Sound was lit in early twilight colors, Azoula would gather Delaeni. Instructing the girl to accompany her, while most of the pack members were still asleep. Once the girl emerged from the Sidi dens, Azoula would embrace her with intricate physicalities- running the length of their bodies together, engulfing Laney until she’d rubbed her scent all over the girl. Another reminder of who she belonged to. She’d motion for her to follow her then, making their way through the territory at a slow, even pace.

They’d navigate the valley first- weaving in and out of the forest, stopping to admire the towering pines that harbored small prey and birds alike. On the forest floor, was an array of short grasses, lichens coating the trunks of the pines in an array of colors and patterns. "What do you think of your new home, Laney?" She’d purr, as they continued on.


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