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Sun is Setting in the West



Ashtoreth

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12-04-2013, 10:49 PM


Walk | Talk | Think

Only slightly did Ashtoreth move as Leon rose, still caught beneath the veil of slumber. Truth be told, it had been some time since she had been able to rest so soundly and peacefully, her mind preoccupied with worries and fears about the future. Between the pack going to war and her own conflicting feelings regarding her den-mate at the time, she had been only keeping sane by distracting herself with her job as lead hunter, working with meeting all of those under her direction and trying to evaluate their skills before she set them out on a group hunt. And then she had been worrying about Leon after he had confessed to her and she had left with the refugees, seeking shelter in Seracia and waiting out the war. Their home was still in tatters and not everyone had returned yet, but having a moment to simply rest beside the wolf who had been on her mind for the past couple years was enough to satisfy her for the time being.

A little groan was given as her cheek was nudged and then licked, fighting against waking until she caught Leon's voice and felt it pull her like a lifeline into wakefulness, blinking her bleary gold and purple eyes open to peer upward into his face as she lifted her head and yawned. A meeting? That seemed appropriate. A lot had happened since their last, and with many of them still trying to regroup and the whole back just trying to get their paws back under them again it seemed necessary. They had a lot of catching up to do, and the sooner they started on it the better of they would be.

She stayed close on Leon's heels as he led the way to the meeting, glancing absently at the faces that she passed on their way to find a seat. It was not until her two-toned gaze alighted upon Chrysanthe that she felt herself and tense with surprise. Twice now she had seen her leader after the effects of a battle, each time scarred and battle weary. It was not a look she was accustomed to seeing her in, nor one that she hoped to see her in often. Suddenly afraid of seeing more scarred faces amongst her pack mates Ashtoreth lowered her eyes as she traveled the last few steps to where Leon sat, moving to position herself beside him and settle upon her haunches with her side brushing his to listen for what the meeting would reveal of their fates.