Long Road Back
01-23-2014, 02:11 PM
She would sit in her loneliness, the moons rays wrapping their tendrils around her body like a lost lover. She would lean into the touch of its light as she let unabashed tears roll down her face. She felt so completely alone in the world, her family was gone. Here she was pitying herself when she could have still been scouting for their scents. Crying never helped anyone, but she couldn't help the tears that fell so easily from her face. She wished a moment to mourn, a moment of rest for her travels had been extensive. It felt as though she had traveled all over the western part of the continent, and nowhere had she found hide or hair of her family. Her time to wallow in her sorrow alone would come to and end as a tiny voice struck out in the quiet of the night. The woman would cast aside the rest of her tears with a slate covered paw as her crown would swivel to take in the form of the girl. Moonlight would alert her to the presence of another young wolf. She looked to be about full grown, and had she not heard the soft shakiness in her voice she would not have known otherwise. "H.. hello?" Twig would elect to stand at the call, she was well aware of her folly. Of calling out when she was unaware of her surroundings. A howl like that had been bound to catch someones attention. "Are you okay?" Concern was obvious in the girl's voice, though Twig would half contemplate running off into the darkness. Instead she would sigh and move a bit closer, it seemed this land was full of those who would not pass up an opportunity to help. She would growl lightly, an old habit that she had no intention of dropping, it was just a warning, making sure that her personal space was not encroached upon. In reality her body was perfectly fit, maybe she had missed a few too many meals but she still felt strong and quite able bodied. Her mental health however, had suffered incredible amounts during her time away from the other members of her family. She felt as though her mind had become foggy in recent days, like the world was becoming harder to remember. A world where she was happy with her brothers and sisters.. "I'm fine," her voice would crack as she called back, but it was obviously an incomplete statement. She would not admit, but she was certainly not fine. I can talk! |
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