You'll be the death of me
05-10-2013, 03:38 PM
Home. She had finally made it back home after what seemed like so long. Her time with Vi had been tense. They didn't fight or argue, but neither where to happy with the others presence. Paws touched familiar soil. It felt so good to be home again. She wasn't sure where Vi had wondered to but for the moment the dame stood alone at the border. She desparately wanted to see her childrens, but that would have to wait a moment. She first needed to hunt down their father. Last time she saw him, he had left her with his sister, who later told her why he left. To kill Kaios. And the woman didn't spare that he was doing it for her. No matter who or what he was doing it for, she wasn't happy. Her coat had regained its luster, remaining as clean as ever. While she still thin, she had returned to her usually healthy state, for the most part. The trek home had exhausted her. At nearly 8 years old, she found herself unable to travel like she had before. She knew she had pushed her body to its limits. She wasn't going to bounce back from this. And she wasn't about to leave her children orphaned. They were barely a year this winter. Their father was still young. Young enough to keep up with them and finish their training. She wasn't about to let him throw it away. When they were first born, she never pressured him to hang around or be part of their lives, he had chosen to. He couldn't change his mind now. Walking a few minutes into the territory she settled down in a small quiet clearing. Head lifted, lips forming an O, her melody cut through the air, calling for Kylar. Her kids would hear, but they would have to wait until later. Haunches dropped to the earth, tail curling around her, she settled into wait. She wasn't even sure if he was still here. She hoped he was, hunting him down would surely kill her. The idea that their children knew of what was happening scared her, panic threatened to rear its head. Beating it back, she outwardly remained cool and collected as always, sapphire eyes sharp, aware, body staying graceful, relaxed. The massive wolf had better show, her tail began to impatient beat against the ground, thudding softly. "Talk here." |