Night Beckons
05-03-2013, 10:29 AM
(This post was last modified: 05-03-2013, 10:58 AM by Epiphron.)
A pair of pale yellow eyes cast their gaze to the east, piercing the darkness of night to examine the tall mountain peak in the distance. The female moved swiftly, nearly as unnoticeable as a shadow at night, only illuminated faintly by the gentle moonlight that shone from the heavens down onto the earth. Despite her grace, and the fluidity of the movement of her limbs, she would never cease to go noticed during the day, a tall bulky female with jet black fur. But when the sun set, the world was her playground. By day she would rest, and by night she was free to roam as she pleased.
The beast's pace would slow abruptly,her head whipping back to look behind her, as though searching for someone. Nothing was found, but still a soft bark left her throat. No more than a moment later, a similar call was returned to her, the deep rumble of a male, his voice approving of the direction she had chose for them. Her brother was near, though too far to be seen. She continued her journey without hesitation, knowing he was not far behind. Silently she wondered whether her brother would approve of finding a home in these lands, among the rocky, uneven land that lay before them... but her worries were short-lived. He would like this mountain; it would remind him of home. And with autumn beginning to set it, she was beginning to consider finding a safe den for them to spend the winter.
But it seemed as though all her hopes and dreams were crushed as she neared the territory. It was not unclaimed land, no... nostrils flared to take in the scent of at least a dozen wolves. A pack had claimed these lands. It had been so many seasons since they'd dared try to assimilate to pack life. And her brother had failed miserably, eventually wandering far enough that Xhen was forced to leave the family she had grown accustomed to, to find her brother.
Unwilling to risk trespassing, the canine paced at the borders of the claimed land, letting her eyes feast themselves on the territory that lay before her. It was likely they would be unwelcome, but the silence that lay behind her told her that her brother was not unwilling to go forward. A gentle call would leave her lips, head tipping briefly to the sky. It was even more likely that her brother would be denied a home here, and then so would she -- but it was worth a try. The nostalgia that had been sparked in her at the sight of the mountain was overwhelming, and she felt compelled to travel forward and make herself at home among the unsteady rocks and vast cliffs.