Welcome to My Home

Walk | Talk | Think

From the east, Yin had finally made her way back to the frozen tundras of the north. The moment her paws had sunk into the snow she had felt at home, a new sense of calm and comfort settling over her with the chill that tried so strongly to creep beneath her white coat. Yes, this was where she was meant to be, where she was meant to end up. She never would have imagined making that trek with someone who was not Yang or Hansel, had never imagined finding someone else who would be so willing to tolerate her company and come back with her.

She glanced over her shoulder at him, the black, grey, and white wolf who padded along with her. Her green and blue eyes sought his bright ones, trying to determine how well he was fairing through his move. Did he miss the territory they had left? Had he had another home before he had run across her? Any other wolves who he would miss, or who would miss him?

Deciding to stop her train of thought - it was none of her business what he might have left behind, what he had chosen to leave behind as she had not pressured him into following her. Instead, as she walked across the snowy landscape with him in tow, the frozen structures of the icy Cathedral rising up around them, she asked, "Are you getting tired?" They had traveled quite a ways already; maybe he needed a rest? "I don't have a specific home here, so we can stop anywhere."