Two Steps Closer

The white dame walked ever so carefully on the rocks. It was hot here and she didn't quite like the temperature. But it was spring thus the small flowers blooming from the crevices of this massive rocky side to what seemed like a volcano. Small bursts of steam arose from some crevices in the rocks. How strange this certain part of the land was. Soon after that the femme slipped on a stone but quickly recovered her balance.

"Ugh, more rocks..." she muttered to herself.

"Don't show negativity and learn from your mistakes. A princess must accept her failures." she said as she mimicked one of her mother's lessons to herself.

Some princess she was now; but where was the prince? Oh the agony, where was her brother.Had she not have fallen into Poxiterxo's paws would everything be alright. Thane would be King and she would be there to guide him when their parents ceased their time on this land.

She had to find her brother soon, how she wondered of his well-being.Was his mind all wacko, had he gone mad. The femme wasn't sure if she wanted to find out. But she had missed her brother and he obviously needed her. Why he had always needed her around, she loved him yes she did but couldn't love him anymore than a sister would.How it gave her that weird feeling in her heart; it hurt her to see him just saunter away with Amber at times. That dame was nice, yes she was but he deserved someone better, he deserved her. Of course most of the time it was his looks that drove the females close to him. But her brother had always reserved his emotions. Where was Amber now, the future queen of the their pack. Probably dead but then again here was Hureia and Thane was somewhere up and about. What if he had a mate now, no couldn't be possible. The femme shook her head as she walked and thought

Amber wasn't even his mate yet, it was possible! But then again maybe he was still traumatized, or not. Hopefully the brute decided to pick himself up without having a sister close by to comfort him. No matters, the past was in the past and this was a present.She and her brother were no princess or prince here. They were normal wolves who had their pasts locked away in the back of their minds like so many others.

A scent caught her nose as she smelt another soul nearby.So the damesat down on her haunches as she did not want to approach a wolf; she would let them approach her. Thus they would be the threat, she thought with a small smart smile.