Let Go (TORTUGANS AND APPROVED WOLVES ONLY)

*Maija* · 12-07-2013, 01:07 AM

The decision had been made swift and true: Tortuga was going to move. She didn't show the emotions that were turmoil behind her icy green eyes. At first, she was excited and ready to leave as soon as the meeting had dispersed. Later came the reality that she would be leaving the land she had travelled with Dragomir and end up isolated on the island that was their future chosen spot. Anxiety and paranoia set in as she thought of how her pups would be raised there, away from the world that would be theirs to take when they became of age. Finally, relief set in, for she knew that Taurig wouldn't steer her or the pack in the wrong direction. He had made the right choices so far -- what was to say he would be wrong now?
With the trust for her husband floating alongside her endless love for him, she had left the volcano for another home. The journey to the shore was not as long as she had thought it would be, but it didn't stop her from being paranoid all the way. Once they reached the shore that showed their home on the other side, she knew that it was the right way to go. Standing beside Taurig with her slightly obvious midriff full of pups, she let him slip words to her ears only and a small smile appeared. "Count on it, my love," she cooed in a deep Romanian purr before she stepped out into the chilly water. When she got past the shock therapy of how cold it was, she slipped into it like she was a physical form of the icy liquid and proceeded to be enveloped. With her head above the water and Taurig limply biting her tail, she led the way to their new home.
An hour or so passed, but the swim was definitely refreshing. She smelled the sea salt air the whole way, but instead of being nauseous, she felt compelled to it. The drive to leave the old Tortuga territory behind was added to the fuel and she swam with longer strokes, faster paddles, and a stronger drive. Her drenched, golden paws finally found solid sand and she pushed herself up to stand on iron-clad legs. With her head held high, Maija gracefully jogged up the slope that was beneath the water's surface, finally stopping where the waves hit the shore. She shook her fur all over, getting rid of extra water that tried to stick to her flawless figure. Proudly, she strode over to Taurig's side, the husband who was just finishing his own natural drying.
A smirk appeared on her usually emotionless face, icy green eyes looking out across to the ocean. Her family, Tortuga's people, would soon be arriving. "Come along, my Re," she gently said, "We must give them room to shake off as well." Her eyes than scanned the background that stretched across the island. This would do. This would definitely do. Pride swelled in her chest and she turned her head back again to the oncoming crowd of wolves they had accepted as their own.

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