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Tahlia

Somnium

age
7 Years
gender
Female
gems
0
size
Medium
build
posts
229
player
Anais
02-02-2014, 10:18 AM


Walk | Talk | Think

The effects of the storm were still visible as Tahlia walked from her family's den toward the center of the territory. Dark gold eyes surveyed the splintered branches and windswept debris that littered the familiar paths, feeling a mixture of distaste and relief. Such a state the territory was in - had the rest of their territories faired as well? - but thankfully her family was still in one piece. Or close enough to it. Nako had been affected, too close to a lightning strike that had left him deaf in one ear. Tahlia had hoped at first that it might return and leave him sound again, but the longer she waited the less certain of that she became and the more she tried to content herself with the knowledge he still lived.

It appeared work had already begun toward the center of the territory as she wandered out of the tree line, and upon noticing Tahlia felt the slightest pang of guilt. She should have been helping with that, or at least doing something to contribute to the well being of Seracia. Her and her children's lives depended on it. It occurred to her too late that she should have come with an offering for those working on picking up the mess, a fish caught from the lake as was her specialty. But there was no sense prolonging it; she needed to speak with Loccian, and the sooner the better.

She drew to a slow stop just toward the center of the territory, close by the fence and the barn. Her eyes were easily drawn to the still standing structure of the barn, recalling that in all her time of living here she had still yet to set foot inside. Nor did she plan to; the human remnants held no appeal to her and rather rubbed her the wrong way. But the others of the pack were less hesitant, and she was quite certain Loccian was among them; perhaps she was close? Tahlia swept a quick glance around before angling her muzzle slightly upward, jaws parting in a quiet howl. She called to her leader and made herself sit to wait, schooling her expression into a smooth mask and tucking her tail at her side to keep it from twitching with impatience and nervousness.