What I've Done

*Tahlia* · 12-31-2013, 09:47 AM

Walk | Talk | Think

The children were off. Again. With their freedom successfully within their grasp, they were always ever eager to venture off on their own, Nako to point out all the fun spots, Anais to find or do something before her siblings, and Jakart to bask in the company of the other two. It was wonderful to her that the three of them got along so well and were so close - at least it meant they would never be alone, even within the pack - but in the same breath it left her feeling suddenly and inexplicably useless and alone. Tahlia had grown distant from her pack mates, lost the constant presence of her husband in her daily life, and her children were learning their place.

What was she to do?

The russet and black she-wolf stared with a sour expression at the lake, its still surface solid in places and not yet fit for the fishing that she so enjoyed. Soon it would thaw, she could feel it upon the air, but not yet. No, that would be far too convenient for me. Often times, she could entertain herself for hours here within the lake, standing perfectly still and letting the curious fish swim around her paws until the perfect one came along and close enough for her to strike. It was all a waiting game, skewed toward those with the utmost patience, but wading into these frigid waters was a test of fate she was not ready or willing to make. And laying about staring at it, wishing it would thaw was doing nothing but fueling her irritability. No, she could do nothing here. She needed to find some other way to contribute to the the pack, something else to occupy her mind.

Rising swiftly to her paws, the golden-eyed wolf turned and trotted off into the woods, searching out the location of the old den she used to keep. There was no telling whether it was still empty or if one of the unnamed newcomers had claimed it but there seemed little harm to her in visiting it. Her quick paws brought her full figure only halfway there though before her nose was suddenly full of the scent of hares, plenty more than she could catch, but also the scent of a wolf. With knowing so few of those who had recently joined there was no telling whether this was a trespasser or pack mate yet but Tahlia crept stealthily closer nonetheless, moving in near enough to spy the unsuspecting hares and watch her daring leap to catch three in one go. There was often not much that truly surprised the woman, but three hares! That was something, certainly.

Emerging from her hiding spot, Tahlia approached the still tensed figure cautiously, her tone neutrally polite with her posture respectful and at a distance. "That was quite impressive," she remarked, first eying the wolf's kills before setting her dark golden eyes upon her directly. "I must admit, in all my time here, I have never seen someone do anything like that." Having gotten as close as she wished to be, and yet still at a distance, Tahlia paused before continuing, "My apologies, I am Tahlia Carlier, Dame of Seracia. I assume you are newly arrived to the Range?"

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