Far from home and on my own

It was almost too easy to track the movements of the pup. She was a young creature, and she imagined she had never been out in the world before. She was so small she could imagine that even a hawk could lift her up and carry the girl away. She had been travelling to Valhalla in search of her brother, she knew he had created an attachment to Valhalla where a puppy by the name of Cecily had grown attached to him, so it seemed like the most likely place to start her search. Without actually entering the pack lands she couldn't find a scent trail of Bass, he was either not here or deep in the heart of the plagued land.



She was quite surprised when instead of finding bass she was to find the little black creature with glowing green eyes stalk from the land like one dead set on its journey. She wasn't sure why she decided to stalk it, she could have chased it back to Valhalla territory or left it to its fate. But she remembered her whole family's lust for adventure and found she could not deny this girl her own. So instead of finding Bass, she found herself instead stalking this girl through the woods. When a fox eyed Signy too approachable she gave it a quick hiss and chased it on its merry way. And so she became its odd guardian.



The weary pup seemed to be regretting its journey by this point, and Motif's smile was oddly warm for this pup who she had ? to Singy at least ? shared a day with unknowingly. She had stopped, and Motif paused in her hiding place, crouching low in case she decided to have a good look about her ? she need not worry, Signy settled down and fell instantly to sleep. The girl gave another short laugh and slipped from her hiding place, to place the rabbit she had been carrying for a little while now and placed it gently beside the Girl before dancing away again, soft laughter silent on her carefree lips.

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