It's time to begin, isn't it?
04-11-2014, 09:20 PM
| Madieke |
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She would make a bee line to the lake, a tiny bundle of poppy flowers in her jaws. She was careful not to bounce them around too much and drop all their seeds. And she had a feeling she might find something there. She thought it was possible she'd find more herbs to ease her stress, panic attacks and her loss of Skoll. But life held so many twists, turns and surprises. She neared the lake, eyes set on the water, her mouth dry. But before she could drink a cluster of valerian root. Her path would turn to it and she would set to gather the plant carefully, adding it to her poppy pile next to her. Once satisfied and leaving still a large amount left to grow she sighed happily. Eyes roamed over the lake to only freeze on a figure to her right. They seemed to be lost with their head in the clouds. But there was no deny Angel knew who that was. She gave a soft yip. "Cru?! She called out. She feared to go closer incase she was seeing things. She hadn't seen her litter brother since the pack split up. She stood there, hopeful with tail waving slightly. |