Goods for sale

She should not be here. She reaaaaallllly should not be here. She didn’t really know what her pack’s standings were with the Armada, but she knew that Crux’s standing with his family was strained. If he knew she was here, he would not be happy with her.

She hadn’t even intended to, she’d decided to do a little travelling and learning and had sort of wound up here. Perhaps it had been a subconscious pull, something that had brought here right here. To the place that had once mattered so much to her love.

Did she smell like Crux? Would anyone here smell him on her? She gave her coat a subtle sniff as she entered the market. But his scent was so second nature to her that she wasn’t sure she would be able to tell. She moved through the marketplace, looking around, looking at the wolves. Was anyone here family to Crux?


"Cryptis"