When Did It All Go Wrong
05-29-2014, 03:17 AM
She moved to parts unknown. For the first time since arriving in the lands and since joining Seracia, Pacifica journeyed Northward. What she searched for was beyond her, perhaps she just wanted to put as much distance between her and the life she knew. Seracia was no more, and it was a place she had called home for over a year. Her heart still hurt, for Pontifex was no more. He was the first wolf she had met upon arriving, had fallen for him so quickly without meaning to, and had started her life in Seracia because of him. And it was after the war that he had changed...he had disappeared for some time, appearing only briefly before disappearing again. And the wind whispered to her ears that he was now dead. A tear slipped from her clear blue eyes now full of sorrow. She wiped it away upon her foreleg, holding back the rest she had contained for so long. She would not cry. She was happy to have met him, happy to have been happy. Even if for a little while. The snow fell around her, speckling her pelt in light frost as she trudged on through the snow. Alongside her, a wall standing in the middle of nowhere. She wasn't sure why it was there, but it was something different then she had seen before. Pacifica kept her head low, eyes on the ground as she retained flashbacks of her life. Why things turned out the way they did she didn't know, but she would not dwell on them. She had been happy once before. Would it ever happen again? A scent carried to her by the wind would cause her head to raise. The ghostly silver femme gazed about, a wolf scent sweeping about her. She could hear too, the almost too quiet sound of something more...crying? She looked around, seeing nothing. It sounded like it was coming from the other side of the wall...was someone hurt? Pacifica continued on a few paces, having found a split in the wall from which she climbed through to get to the other side. Looking towards the way she had come, she saw a figure lying in the snow. Nearby, a male was upon the ground. The scenery around him, on this side of the wall at least, was strewn with random trees who seemed to be gnarled and broken...like her own heart. She stood there, staring at the male. Wondering if he was hurt or something else. Her mind told her to be careful, and yet her heart was too good to simply walk away without seeing if he was okay first. So she would start her course towards him, stopping no more then three or so feet away with her head and tail lowered. She was showing that she was not here to hurt him. "Excuse me, are you alright?" Speech Thought Others |
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