She could not say what had brought her back to this accursed place, even now it felt as though the walls were once more closing in upon her. Still something in her was drawing her farther into this place, the ache in her body burning with a passion she had not known she possessed. Winter had brought with it her birthday and something she had not known existed. She had not known it possible to be so restless, to be so consumed in her need. That was what it was, a need. She needed to escape, to wander. She needed Rune.
That was what had brought her here, to the place where they had first met. Would he hear her? Would he be close enough? Still she needed to try, needed him near, she craved him. Tipping her head back she let loose a call, wavering, raw. Her need was evident in her call, her raw passion. She could not settle down, her weight shifting from paw to paw anxiously. Their meetings thus far had been brief but happy. This? Well she wasn't even sure yet, but she knew, something about this meeting would be different.
