Welcome Distraction

Walk | Talk | Think

The stillness around her coupled with the cold lulled Yin into a swift and complete sleep. She had pushed herself too hard and gone too far to continue, worn out in her desperation to prevent herself from slipping further into those depressing thoughts whose greedy claws were lurking in wait for the moment she would let her guard slip. In the waking hours, the mostly white she-wolf had begun trekking far to distract herself and leave little to no time for reflection. In sleep, however, she was unfortunately less lucky, and she was only just beginning to realize it. All that was repressed during the waking hours crept within her dreams, her brother a shadow that lurked around the edges of her subconscious but never close enough to catch while Hansel's voice teased her as she tried to follow it inside the dark world of her dreams.

He spoke to her, urging her to follow, and she did. She could almost hear the sound of his footfalls within the snow, growing louder as she thought she was gaining ground on him. Even Yang, who still remained out of sight within the peripheral areas of her vision, seemed to gain a stronger shape. She was closing in.

But the sound of a clearing throat, surprisingly near and considerably more substantial than the other noises she had heard, caused her brow to furrow in confusion just a second before her mismatched eyes opened themselves and, after taking a moment to adjust to the lighting around them, fixed upon a brightly toned stranger. This isn't Hansel. The color scheme of this wolf was completely off, comprised of reds and silvers and colors that stood out starkly from the white backdrop, not to mention he lacked much of the brawn the other male possessed. Unless Hansel had undergone many changes during their separation, this was not him.

Having her sleep interrupted was horrible enough, but made by a stranger it was only made doubly worse. She wanted her brother to help her behave correctly, even Hansel to quell the longing she had to have someone worth curling up with. And so when Yin addressed him, ignoring the smile that he tried to present her with, it was with a blunt and remorseless tone, eyes once again closing as if to further shut out the stranger. "Whatever you're looking for, you won't find it here," she stated, hoping to dissuade him from lingering. She was already irritated enough. It would have been all too easy to displace it all on him.